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“Whether you believe you can or whether you believe you can’t, you’re right.”
-Henry Ford

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I was asked today for my Dump Cake recipe. I’ve seen all kinds of variations, from blackberry to blueberry and even peach, I even have an old friend Maxine’s on the blog, only because she loves rhubarb. Me, I actually prefer the plain old cobbler that every woman from church makes. I’ve eaten it for as long as I can remember; it’s just to easy to make. So here it is, hope you all enjoy it.

INGREDIENTS:
1 (20 ounces) can crushed pineapple, undrained
1 (21 ounces) can prepared more fruit cherry pie filling
1 (18.25 ounces) box yellow or white cake mix
2 sticks (1 cup or 16 Tablespoons) of butter or margarine, each cut into 12 slices
1/4 cup chopped nuts (I use pecans or walnuts, but you can use your favorite)

DIRECTIONS:
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (325 for glass baking dish).
Dump undrained pineapple into a 9x13x2 baking dish and spread it out evenly.
Using a spoon, dump globs of cherry pie filling evenly on top of the pineapple.
Sprinkle the cake mix evenly over the cherry and pineapple layers.
Cut butter into slices with a butter knife and place slices evenly over cake mix.
Sprinkle nuts on top if you’re using them.
Bake for one hour.
To serve, scoop cake out with a large spoon like a cobbler and add a  scoop of vanilla ice cream. Serve warm or cold.

Yield: about 10 to 12 servings

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Many people miss their share of happiness not because they never found it but because they didn’t stop to enjoy it.

Ada Grey Adkins Montgomery
(April 27, 1934 – February 4, 2014)

Ada Grey Adkins Montgomery age 79 of Salyersville, Kentucky passed away Tuesday, February 4, 2014 at the Pikeville Medical Center in Pikeville, Kentucky. She was born April 27, 1934 in Magoffin County, Kentucky to the late Henry and Lula Hall Adkins. Also preceding her in death is her husband Normal Lee Montgomery. Survivors include one son Jimmy (Shelia) Montgomery of Salyersville, Kentucky, three daughters Della Minix, Tammy (Charles) Wright and Valerie Montgomery all of Salyersville, Kentucky, one brother Woodrow Pete (Kay) Adkins of West Liberty, Kentucky, four sisters Ruth (Jim) Waugh of Elizabethtown, Kentucky, Ann (James) Leach of Mt. Sterling, Kentucky, Ruby Wingo of West Liberty, Kentucky and Hon (Ronnie) Cole Ezel, Kentucky, 7 grandchildren and 6 great grandchildren also survive.

Besides Ada’s parents and husband she is preceded in death by one son Bobby (Charlotte) Montgomery, three brothers James Adkins, Hershel Adkins and Homer Adkins and five sisters Rosa Lee Adkins, Myrtle Adkins, Rhuie Adkins, Della Long and Thelma Jean Allen.

Funeral services for Ada Grey Montgomery will be conducted at 11 am Friday, February 7, 2014 from the Magoffin County Funeral Home Chapel with Mark Campbell and Mike Tackett officiating. Burial will follow in the Cook Cemetery at Cripple Creek, Kentucky. Friends may call the funeral home after 6 pm Wednesday, February 5, 2014, all day Thursday and anytime Friday prior to funeral services.

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Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.~ e. e. cummings

* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight
and bull-strong.

* Keep skunks and bankers at a
distance.

* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.

* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a
John Deere tractor.

* Words that soak into your ears are whispered…not yelled.

* Meanness don’t jes’ happen overnight.

* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.

* Do not corner something that you know is meaner
than you.

* It don’t take a very big person to carry a
grudge.

* You cannot unsay a cruel word.

* Every path has a few puddles.

* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.

* The best sermons are lived, not preached.

* Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t
never gonna happen anyway.

* Don’t judge folks by their relatives.

* Remember that silence is sometimes the best
answer.

* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get
older and think back, you’ll enjoy it a second time.

* Don’t interfere with somethin’ that ain’t
botherin’ you none.

* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a
rain dance.

* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’.

* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.

* The biggest troublemaker you’ll probably ever
have to deal with, watches you from
the mirror every mornin’.

* Always drink upstream from the herd.

* Good judgment comes from experience, and a
lotta that comes from bad judgment.

* Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot
easier than puttin’ it back in.

* If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some
influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around.

* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.
* Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

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There is poetry as soon as we realize that we possess nothing. ~ John Cage

As I’m preparing for the upcoming Holiday’s and trying not to stress out about all the changes the house and our personal lives will endure over the next few months, I find that flexibility & organization are the key to my sanity at this time of the year. I have all of my Christmas gifts bought and mostly wrapped. Well, if you can call putting them all in Sally’s shopper bags, wrapped. I find it the easiest way for me to do our “Christmas Eve Eve Party.”

Our lives have undergone so many changes over the past few years, the kids marriages with families of their own but, I still want them all together for Christmas, preferably under my roof.  The only way to achieve this is to be flexible so we’ve created our own Holiday aka Christmas Eve Eve. It was originally met with great contention by my oldest son, but he too, has come around. Its hard to juggle the In-laws and Outlaws at the Holiday’s so less stress makes us much happier people.

It also makes me think of my mom, past Thanksgiving’s at Mom’s & Grandma Dorothy’s house(s.) I’m sure everyone remembers the story I’ve told many times, about our dinner table breaking in half on year, it almost hitting my oldest sisters, sister-in-laws 2 year old daughter that was sitting under our table. They used to use the table-leg to hold the back of a child’s dress or shirt down, that way they couldn’t move. Instant babysitter. Not to worry, they had toys or a coloring book to keep them busy. Rarely ever fussed, because they were in the same room as the grown-ups. Now they just use play pens.

I’ll drive by Grandma’s house now and again, and I have to laugh. It seems so tiny, but never did as a child. She always made room. Her house was always clean and freshly decorated for each impending Holiday. To this day, I still have no idea where she kept all of those decorations. Anyway, back to dinner. Her table was freshly set for each person to sit down, always her fine china, minimal food on the table, mostly sliced bread and butter, gravy, things like that, but the kitchen was covered. She’d (or our mom’s) would make your plate in the kitchen and then either you or she would walk it to the table.

Her house was small, but her heart was big, the dining room table was turned sideways in the room, to allow for 8 people or more comfortably, we couldn’t all eat at the same time, so she asked us to come in about an hour apart, that way when people got up, you could sit and talk while you ate & ate, no one was ever rushed. We also had no idea whom we’d be eating with. I always enjoyed eating with my Uncle Brock. He was so funny, he’d mock her as she was talking, making jokes and taking the food or dessert off our plates that he knew we weren’t going to eat(gooseberry pie – yuck), so we could get up from the table(as was the custom back then). Then he’d laugh as she fussed at him for wasting food. Later, he’d wink at us, letting us know that he was okay with taking the heat.

It was never too crowded. She always made room. Ladies sat in the kitchen, gossiping as usual. Grandpa would be in the living room watching TV, either Football or Horsing Racing aka taking a nap. Can’t remember what most of us kids did, we just filtered back and forth, watching Grandma cook and or hand-wash all of her dishes, she didn’t have a dishwasher.  This went on all day. I loved to watch her boil dumplings, she’d use a fresh chicken or turkey with its eggs still inside and they’d float to the top. She’d scoop them up and offer them to us kids as we yelled, “Gross!” But the truth is, I loved it, it was so good. Its the goofy things that you remember the most.

So as I’m trying to decide what to make or not to make this year, I try to remember its only about being together. Nothing else matters, if the gravies brown or who likes what kind of cake, every one will get fed. Spend time together and hopefully, when I’m gone they will carry on these traditions for as long as the Lord tarries. And, know that I did everything in my power to show them the same love that their Great-Grandparents showed me. That it the tradition.

So I’m going to share this years menu with you, and my mom’s recipe for Ambrosia Fruit Salad. To be honest, no one here likes it but me. I make it every year, just because my mom did; it was her favorite. Thank you Mom, for all of your inspiration and unwittingly all of the memories you’ve helped me make with my children, and grandchildren and hopefully, maybe even their grandchildren. I’ll try and keep your memory alive, as I share, all of the things that we talked about and did together while we cooked. I still think of the stories you told me about Grandma Elvie and how she decorated her deviled eggs, every time, I make them.

The “Small Things,” are truly the best memories.

Thanksgiving Dinner Menu

~ appetizers ~
Meatballs
Bacon Wrapped Asparagus
Relish Tray

~ beverages ~
Pop – Water – Sweet Tea
24 cans Coke

~ soup ~
Beef Barley Soup

~ main ~
Turkey & Dressing
Glazed Ham

~ sides ~
Mashed Potatoes
Turkey & Brown Gravies
Baked Beans
Sweet Potato Casserole
Green Bean Casserole
Corn Pudding
Jellied Cranberry Sauce
Deviled Eggs

~ bread/rolls ~
Dinner Rolls
Pull Apart Bread

~ desserts ~
Pumpkin Pie w/ Whip Cream
Blackberry Cobbler
Cherry Cheesecake
Chocolate & White Cupcakes
Mom’s Ambrosia Fruit Salad

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Ambrosia Fruit Salad

INGREDIENTS

2 cans or 1 lg can of fruit cocktail, well drained
1 sm can of mandarin oranges, drained
1/2 cup shredded coconut
8 oz tub whipped topping, thawed (save container to store leftovers or put half the dessert back in and pop into the fridge to send home with someone. Trust me, it never all gets eaten.)
*maraschino cherries, drained and halved as a garnish (optional)

DIRECTIONS

In a medium size bowl , toss in the first three ingredients. Fold in the cool whip. Place a few sliced maraschino cherries on top as a garnish.
You can add pecans or walnuts if you like – I usually toss a few on top of mine, just because, but I never put them in my dessert. Some people add a few mini marshmallows if you like those in it, mom did on occasion, but not usually. The cherries were always my favorite. I’d pick them out and try to get the most. sh

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Ah! on Thanksgiving day….
When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more,
And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before.
What moistens the lips and what brightens the eye?
What calls back the past, like the rich pumpkin pie?
~John Greenleaf Whittier

PUMPKIN CRUNCH

Ingredients
• 1 (15 ounce) can pumpkin puree
• 1 (12 fluid ounce) can evaporated milk
• 3 eggs
• 1 1/2 cups white sugar
• 1-1/2 teaspoon cinnamon (may sub pumpkin pie spice)
• ½ teaspoon vanilla
• 1 teaspoon salt
• 1 (18.25 ounce) package yellow cake mix
• 1 cup chopped pecans
• 1 cup butter, melted
Directions
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Lightly grease one 9×13 inch baking pan.
2. In a large bowl, combine pumpkin, evaporated milk, eggs, sugar, cinnamon, vanilla and salt. Mix well, and spread into the prepared pan.
3. Sprinkle dry cake mix evenly over the top of the pumpkin mixture. Sprinkle chopped pecans evenly over the cake mix, then drizzle with melted butter.
4. Bake for 60 minutes, or until done. Top with whipped cream when ready to serve.
May be served hot but is often better after a night in the refrigerator. Serves 18.

Only the knife knows what goes on in the heart of a pumpkin. ~ Simone Schwarz-Bart

Janet Fannin
(August 27, 1955 – August 12, 2013)

Janet Adkins Fannin, 57 years, 11 months and 16 days olds of West Liberty, KY passed away Monday, August 12,2013 in the St.Claire Medical Center, Morehead, KY after an extended illness.

She was born August 27, 1955 in Salyersville, KY daughter of the late Ben and Ethel Montgomery Adkins. In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her, son,David Shawn Fannin. Five sisters, Ileen Williams, Edith Whitt, Faye Manning, Sue Paxton and Mae Adkins. One brother,Charles Adkins.

She is survived by her Companion, Edward Fannin, West Liberty, KY.Two daughters, Michelle Fannin and Mary Holliday, both of West Liberty, KY. A son, Edward Fannin Jr., West Liberty, KY. Two sisters, Mabel Pennix and Alice Scurry, both of West Liberty, KY.

Seven brothers, Hager Adkins, Lonnie Adkins, Wheeler Adkins, Russell Adkins, all of West Liberty, KY. Roy Adkins of Mt.Sterling, KY. Herbert Adkins, of Owingsville, KY. Robert Adkins of Salyersville, KY. Six grandchildren, Dakota(Chinphasinee)Stamper, Cierra Holliday, Hunter Chase Clark, Madison Fannin, Maylea Haney and Tyra Scott Fannin. One great grandchild, Dakota Brantley Stamper.

Funeral Services will be 11:AM, Thursday, August 15, 2013 at Herald & Stewart & Halsey Chapel with Elder Benny Wright officiating. Burial in the Scurry Cemetery, Jones Creek, KY.

Visitation 6:PM, Wednesday at Herald & Stewart & Halsey Funeral Home, West Liberty, KY.

Pallbearers; Bruce Wingo, Randy Williams, Hager Adkins Jr., Lonnie Adkins Jr., Shane Sheets and Ballard Fannin.

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. ~ Oscar Wilde

A clothesline was a news forecast
To neighbors passing by.

There were no secrets you could keep
When clothes were hung to dry.

It also was a friendly link,
For neighbors always knew

If company had stopped on by
To spend a night or two.

For then you’d see the fancy sheets
And towels upon the line;

You’d see the company tablecloths
With intricate design.

The line announced a baby’s birth
To folks who lived inside,

As brand new infant! clothes were hung
So carefully with pride.

The ages of the children could
So readily be known,

By watching how the sizes changed,
You’d know how much they’d grown.

It also told when illness struck,
As extra sheets were hung;

Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,
Haphazardly were strung.

It said, “Gone on vacation now,”
When lines hung limp and bare.

It told, “We’re back!” when full lines sagged,
With not an inch to spare.

But clotheslines now are of the past,
For dryers make work less.

Now what goes on inside a home
Is anybody’s guess.

I really miss that way of life.
It was a friendly sign,

When neighbors knew each other best,
By what hung on the line! ~ Author Unknown

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