Good morning my fellow Bloggers, I am going to share some news with you this morning.
Pops has a Doctors appointment for his Hypertension today, so we decided to deliver the news to you. Just like your Blogs they go up and down as you humans also experience in your life riding the roller coaster of life.
This morning is on the up! Wait and see how the Doctors visit goes!!!!
Do we still have your attention? I hope so, this news is important to our pops, he recently had a DNA test done and wishes for us to share the news with you. It was painless from what I hear and very simple. Would you like to see the results? Well let me hear you sing!
Who knows, some of us just may be related in way or another!
Most everyone here know that Genealogy is one of my hobbies and passions of finding lost relatives. Ancestry was having a contest and the winner would be selected from a vast pool of submissions. I thought here is my chance for my 15 minutes of fame and glory -so I thought.
I was excited and nervous at the same time. I was like Ralphie from A Christmas Story fantasizing of that Red Ryder BB rifle. I gathered material I would need, wrote a rough draft, made sure equipment worked and proceeded to shoot my video submission that I thought would lead to certain destiny calling me. I took three videos and edited the best one that I was sure to bring me the Oscar or at least nominations. I carefully selected still images for branding, employing key animations thinking to myself this would be the icing on the cake. Once I was sure with my delusions, I enter their site, I found the link to add my video that would lead to stardom waiting. All big eyed dreaming, salivating and fantasizing of glory to come, I caressed the mouse with deep breaths and clicked the button to upload a masterpiece -so I thought.
I waited patiently for any type of communication, one if by email, two if by phone, three if by Facebook, but no words, no communication came, and that was that. The dream crushed and grinded like refined chopped nuts, spirits shattered and shared to the delusions of grandeur in the moment.
Good morning everyone, I hope all you are doing good and having a good day or evening.
This morning I opened my email and I got a reply back from one that I sent out on August 6th of this year.
“Hello, Michael, yes I am the person you are looking for. I did not respond as we found your Blog found too much information about us, that we would appreciate you deleting. I would correspond with you but would not like to see it on your Blog. Much appreciate if you considered……”
This is from my sister, the one that I have been searching for, the good news is that I did find her, maybe there is something to my Uncle Joe calling me Sherlock. So, to respect their wishes, I will have to delete some earlier posts.
The last post I wrote July 1993, was a tough one for me, but I got through it. I appreciate all that have liked and left me heart warming comments on that post and sharing their memories too, as well as tweeted and shared via other mediums (Please feel free to continue the sharing). I encourage that! Again, I appreciate you all.
Today I thought I would bring some levity back and another recipe that is so simple a Monkey can do it.
Ask yourself, what kid doesn’t want candy when offered candy.
One could say my Dad had a sense of humor or trickery within him. I think I was just plain naive as a young child.
Dad was cooking something in the kitchen one day when we kids were little, we asked what was that? He said, CANDY!
We go CANDY! We want candy!
You think that I being the eldest would have caught on by now. The Hershey candy bar experience that was not Hershey at all but Exlax wrapped up in a Hershey wrapper should have stuck with me. But, I heard CANDY, all other brain functions are out the window.
On to the photos, of the so called CANDY.
When I was married, I made this so called CANDY for my brother in-law at the time. What better way to attempt to welcome him. He took one look at it and eyes rolled and his nose became a snob-it was very obvious.
Later on today/evening, once I get my photos to the desktop and cropped, I will show another recipe for Beef Enchilada with Red enchilada sauce. Sauce homemade not canned.
Why did I use that Feature photo on top? It has nothing to do with food!
1: I am fond of the show the “IT Crowd” a shame it only had a four year run.
2. If you look at my menu above where you see the About Me, I have put a PC Help Desk tab/page there. Right now it says “Under Construction” So, I will be working on that page for a while before I publish it.
So, a few nights ago, while I was sleeping a weird thing happened. Now, have you ever had one of those nights where you feel you’re asleep but not really…?
I hear a young girl saying ready Dad and a man’s voice saying OK. Then all of a sudden I hear this loud scream, I hear the man saying Oh my god! Clair, are you ok! I hear the girl crying and whispering.
I jump out of bed like Flash Gordon would; start to put my pants on. I notice Deb is looking at me very strange-like what the hell are you doing? That kind of look you get from your significant other letting you know you are doing something that they think is dumb.
While I pull the zipper up, I told her what I heard. I was surprised she did not hear it because it was FREAKING loud. As I am about to button my pants, she tells me it was the TV. There is nothing outside. I start to look at Deb like a damn Deer does when caught in headlights. “What?” I move closer to the bedroom window and I am hearing silence. WTF! In my daze of sleep but not asleep I feel confused.
After I fall asleep, Deb, if still awake will put in one of her DVD’s. And that is exactly what she did. I will admit this has never happened to me before. Once Deb realized I was out cold, she played her DVD so that she could fall asleep. At some point during the wee hours of the morning, I think it was 2 AM is when the weird event happened. The DVD that was playing, Heroes.
I left off with meeting my first cousin Karin and Aunt Patricia. If you wish to review that post then please read: Reconnecting with Family – Under A Sad Event Part 1.
Around 3pm or a bit after, my cousin Bob picked up his grand nephew and me. While Nicholas ( grand nephew) was swimming, I got to enjoy a one on one conversation with Bob. We caught up with our current lives and reminisced of old days-it was a blast. Here is one kicker, for the past twenty-three years he has been employed as a Computer System Administrator, and me having a fondness for computers obtained an A.A.S Degree in Network Systems Administration.
Five O’clock and on.
The most part of the time I spent in California was setting around, small light conversing and meeting new cousins I have never met. I am the one with the camera around my neck.
I will say the heat in California since I have been away for some time, was HOT! Eight in the morning and sweat would be pouring off you. Hell my balls were yelling no more! The nights while sleeping even with a wall ac running reminded me of -the nights of past of waking up with the pillow soaked from your sweat. My body temperature I do believe has acclimated to South Dakota.
Wednesday July 15, 2015 the day of the service.
This was the rough day. When my mother past in 2002, I had thought all tears were gone from that point on…. I was wrong. First was the lighting of the candles by family members then friends. I was strong, I was doing good I had thought-no tears and throat not choking. But, when I placed the candle on the table next to the other lit ones, that is when it hit me. She is gone! My throat was closing up as I fought back Niagra Falls.
Those who read my blog, will know that I recently left Sioux Falls, SD to attend a funeral in California. As I mentioned before, Sheila was my paternal first cousin and my Dad’s favorite niece. Those of us who were raised or around her were blessed in everyway for knowing her. I created a virtual memorial at Find A Grave so that she will never be forgotten and so that other relatives who were not able to attend may find the virtual memorial. For those who do not know what Find A Grave is – here is the definition: [Find A Grave is a commercial website that allows the public to access and add to an online database of cemetery records.]
Sheila, whom I addressed as Aunt, was a strong willed individual. At birth, I remember my Dad telling me she was born premature and very tiny. I was reminded while in California that her nickname was Inky for she was in an incubator for a month or two before coming home. They used a dresser drawer to place Sheila in and that became her bed for awhile. She survived and became a person whom we cherished. Later on in the early 90’s Sheila suffered a major heart attack and she was not expected to live long after that, yet she did. Hit with another ailment, she was not expected to survive more than three months, yet she did. Sheila was a fighter to the end. May we grow our own strength of survival from her.
Tuesday July 14, 2015 1:30PM
During my stay in California with my cousins, the day before the services I was fortunate to have finally met my first cousin Karin and her Mother my Aunt Patricia whom I have never met before. This side of the family comes from my Mother. Patricia is my Mother’s sister. The visit lasted for about an hour and it was a very good visit despite the nerves of visiting with a part of your family that you thought would never happen. We caught up on the regular stuff that most would and talked about what my Mother told me about growing up in the Bradford house and compared notes per say.
I must admit I was taken by surprise when I saw them face to face, for cousin Karin has the same hair color as my Mother. When I heard Aunt Patricia speak, the tone and the manner was the same as my Mothers. Stay tuned for part 2 of this posting