Honor O'Flynn married William Logsdon....

I thought this would be fun to share....I thought of our Julie, who knows so much about the Irish and everything Celtic. I have learn so much from her. As you know I am knee deep into research of my ancestors. I haven't counted the Great, Greats that has taken me to this story, but these are Grandparents from another time and place.
William Logsdon and Honor O'Flynn married on the 4th of July 1723 in St Paul's Church, Baltimore, Maryland. The story of Honor O'Flynn tells of a beautiful Irish girl with great plety, kidnapped from her home in County Kerry, Ireland, brought to America and sold. Then they were married. It is through Honor O'Flynn that the Catholic faith element and Irish ancestry appears in the Durbin line...also my family line. These quotes about Honor O'Flynn Logsdon were taken from Kentucky Catholic records reported by Father Elisha Durbin, a Catholic priest in Kentucky and son of John C. Durbin and Patience Logsdon also part of my family line. As we research Honor, we find that she was sold on the Baltimore, Maryland docks for one hogshead of tobacco to one William Logsdon to pay for her ship's steerage. More to come....

Julie and Julia

I was in no hurry to see this movie, in fact I hated the whole idea of it. First of all how in the world would you be able to do Julia, she is a one of a kind gal. I watched her and would laugh at her, I am not sure that I learned a lot from her show and never bought her books. I got that she was amazing in the cooking world, but all that butter. And the man handling of chicken was not my cup of tea. Her and a knife seemed out of control. Kinda like the Galloping Gore ma...drunk! So when this movie came out I thought no way can this be good. Her voice alone was like scratching a chalk board. But this evening I turned it on Stars and started watching it. I found her, Oh I don't know, Odd at best. With all this said, I have been a follower of Martha when no one knew who she was....OK so I have no taste!!!! I like Martha...love her stuff!
I cried, I loved it, I didn't want it to end and will watch it again....go figure!! Can you believe I cried over this movie, I found it very touching, and well it was delightful. What could be learned from this?????? Art comes in all forms.....sometimes ya can't see the forest for the tree's. Or go deeper, she had a lovely life!!!
Saturday started with getting our Beagles ready to go to the vet. They needed their nails cut. To understand this...they love to go bye-bye, but as soon as you turn the corner on 12th Street they know this is not going to be fun. They are mostly out of control until they are back home. Why take them at the same time you might ask...well, LB howls until Mattie is home again. I mean in your face loud howling. No matter what you do he will not stop. On the other hand Mattie could care less if LB is gone...she just does her own thing. The most important thing in life to her is food and setting on my feet at the computer. In that order. No this has nothing to do with Julia...just wanted to share...then I worked in the flower beds and didn't wear sun block..We Idahoans can't seem to get that you can get burned out there. Tomorrow after months of bad weather, I will go out to shop and see sunburned faces everywhere...it is what it is. Happy Sunday!!!

Family

love, we are family. Top row: Trevor, Kristie, Cory
Middle row: Kayla, Terri, Treyton, CJ, Jenny, Doug
Bottom row: Avery, Summit, Alexis.

Families....Trevor, Terri and daughter Kayla
Cory, Kristie, Cj, Treyton, Alexis, Avery
Jenny, Doug and son Summit

Mothers day Sandals

Two posts in on day...shocking!!!! After visiting Janet's blog and seeing her shoe art, I thought maybe it was okay to share my new sandals...I do not think picking out shoes would be considered an art, but it was fun. I am a flip flop girl in the summer. But these are going to be so much fun. It will be in the 80's tomorrow and I can hardly wait. It has been a cold long spring. All my Kids and grandkids came for Mothers day...we had Pizza, fruit bowl, and Strawberry cheese cake...yes, I ate some:(.....it was so good!!!!!! The sandals came from the gift card that Cory and Kristie gave me for Macy's. So yesterday I went shoe shopping and it was so much fun. I looked at everything they had and tried on to many....but if you love shoes, it is a good thing. Then it happened, I heard my name coming from the display ....And there they were, just waiting for me. A Brand that is new to me...they are "Lucky" and they are really earthy. I think there is something to be said about a good shoe story....do you have one? Mary:) I even like the shoebox!!!! Do read Gandpa's Hat....I posted it earlier....

Grandpa's Hat....

I would like you to meet Dinni B Stinnett. This is My Grandpa....came to California during the Dust Bowl era, and stayed to be a Share Cropper, growing cotton on 40 ac. It would take a book to tell all I know and love about Grandpa. So for now I will share this on thing... Grandpa's..........Hat
I believe that smell is a powerful trigger for our memories...One of the things that stands out is the smell of my Grandpa's Hat. The only time it was off his head was when he was sleeping, and it hung on a hook near by. When I was a little girl we would set on the old cot that was under the Mulberry Tree near the front porch. I would set next to him and talk none stop. I was known by my family as the chatter box. Grandpa was a man of few words. He would nod his head now and then or make a sound like he heard me. He would take his hat off and use a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat from his head and face. The California Valleys are very hot in the summer. I would put that old hat on my own head and he would laugh. I could smell the sweet sweat mingled with tobacco and earth. My Dad would buy him a new hat when he saw that he needed one. I would so love to have one of his hats hanging on a hook in my house right now. Do you have a smell that reminds you of a time, place, person? I bet you do if you think about it......Happy memories!

Tulips from my garden, Hail from today, and memories are made of these..

I knew them as Grandpa and Grandmama.....But they had a whole life before me that I was always happy to hear about. They were hard working people that loved their children and Grandchildren. They believed in God and family. And did the best they could with what they had. They have Kentucky roots (Grandmama) and West Virgina (Grandpa). They came from families that were on the move.... whole families coming to California. Did they all find what they were looking for....I do not think so, but they were from good stock and made things better no matter where they were. They never owned a big fancy home, but the walls around them were filled with love. They gave all that they had and then pushed harder for more. They believed in the future, they wanted me to have everything that they did not. I hope they knew that I had everything I needed because they loved me. I left California and came to Idaho, the goal has been to give our family what they needed, always looking toward the future. A little adventure in my soul!!! We all have a story...a history of families that lived with their hands and heart, looking into the sunset and wondering what was over the hill. Home!!!!

A little like Alice In Wonderland...

Feeling a little like Alice....Going places I have never been and meeting up with the unknown. Trying to understand the where, when and how come of generations....I almost feel like I have fallen into Wonderland, where time and space is not as it seems. Things that I thought I knew are not there, walking in the dark, trying to find my way through names, dates, tombstones and old houses where they once lived. I do not sleep well, I seem to have been taken over by the next find, the next person, who are they, were they happy, was it to hard but they made that choice and what will be will be. Time, no time, if left to my own doing and not needing sleep...I would stay right here in Wonderland. It is a mania of some kind I think. But like Alice, I will find my way back...but mean while....here I am in Wonderland.....

While Living in the Past

I wanted to share a little of what has taken over my life. I have really just started but already it has been many hours researching and making sure that you have all the right family in the right place. I must say that it is very interesting, and fun. You start to think of each person in a very different way.. Things like.. where did I find Sarah, and is her husband Joesph or was it William?? These are beautiful people in a time that meant everything to them. That I can take a peek into their life opens the mind to what life might have been. I may not do much else for awhile, so you may get tired of my rambling about this, but I have planned to put together a album for our family...I think this is more valuable than anything I could craft. Leaves of Life! And it is good for me to be busy with this, it takes my mind off of food for long periods of time.

Yard Sell Jar's

My daughter Jenny and I did some shopping yesterday and along the way we stopped at a few yard sales. I really like old jar's. So when I found these for a dollar each, I was one happy girl. I use jar's in my pantry...but the size of these were just perfect for the kitchen counter. So I washed them and made my own labels, so now they are neatly arranged where I really need them. It was a fun project. I have larger jar's and smaller...these rang my bell. I want to thank you for your comments on the cheese...we will not soon forget this.

What can a block of cheese tell us????

A short story......While cooking dinner, you go to your refrigerator to get out a block of cheese. You know that it is in there. But it is not there, you search behind, up, down open close, it is not there. So you say, where did the cheese go honey? It is in there, I saw it. So you continue to look, but Alas it is not there. Feeling odd, getting a little stressed. Arney starts looking for that block of cheese in the refrigerator, he cannot find it, meanwhile I am looking in the pantry, maybe it got put in there by mistake. The next thing I know he has opened the trash can, and under a cereal box was that block of cheese. I do not know who put it in there, was it Arney or me. You know your getting old when you put a new block of cheese in the trash and forget that you put it there. At least he found it:)

Hanging on my wall

This has been taking up most of my time...I decided to tape a very large paper on my wall behind where I set at my computer. It gets confusing as you research each person, each family line. This is my way of not getting it wrong. I think it makes a decoration statement at this time( this is what I am into right now). It is my share today...glue, scissors and allot of computer time.

Happy Birthday Alexis

It was a wonderful party....Alexis got what she wanted and so much more. We gave CJ money so that he could spend it on something he would like...he is now 16. It was warm and everything turning green. Alexis asked me to go outside while she road her new scooter...She is so fun and funny and so fine!!!! Grandma