tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-340954352026-10-22T15:31:52.828-04:00Fab GrandmaFabGrandma has moved! Come visit me at my new website, <a href="http://fabgrandma.com/">Fabgrandma.com</a>
<a href="http://lm.logicalmedia.com/z/22498/CD12152/&dp=2352172"><img src="http://lm.logicalmedia.com/42/12152/22498/&dp=2352172" alt="" border="0"></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.comBlogger574125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-84332009035854440912011-04-15T22:33:00.001-04:002011-04-15T22:34:13.575-04:00To My FollowersHi, I know I haven't posted anything here on this blog for over a year but I felt that this needed to be posted here. Since I moved and changed my URL, I would like to ask those of you who have a link to me on your blog to update to the new one, pretty please. The new website url is http://fabgrandma.com It would help me a lot to have those links to me changed to my new address. Thank you. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-23226990103302361692010-01-28T22:20:00.001-05:002010-01-28T22:21:30.865-05:00All Moved InIt has been quite a job to get it ready to go, but my new website is up and working! yay! Now that I have moved, I would like to thank everyone who has been reading my blog here. If you haven't already, please update your bookmarks or feed readers to reflect my new url, http://fabgrandma.com. That url will take you to the new FabGrandma blog. Don't forget too, if you have me Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-41276638250204330652010-01-21T15:24:00.002-05:002010-01-21T23:23:08.686-05:00FabGrandma Is Moving
I haven't been posting as much here lately, but it is because I am getting my new website all dolled up and ready to move in. While it is not exactly like I want it to be yet, I thought I would post a link to it so I can get some suggestions. If you want to see what it looks like, here is the brand new Fabgrandma link.
Click on over there and then leave me a comment to let me know what you Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-42855142705250819192010-01-17T19:45:00.001-05:002010-01-17T19:47:24.276-05:00Oral Cancer RevisitedYou know, when we have our children, we as parents always have dreams for them, that they would accomplish great things, that they would be successful, and that they would follow in our footsteps. Today, I would give anything if my youngest daughter, Emily, was not following in mine. You see, her husband, my Fab Son-in-law, was diagnosed with squamous cell carcinoma of the larynx lastAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-9910279199556560732010-01-16T21:19:00.000-05:002010-01-16T21:19:53.201-05:00My Vacation Kicked My Hiney
FabGrandpa and I went on a little trip to Atlanta last week. Our daughter, Becky, gave us tickets to a concert, and two nights in a swanky hotel downtown. We had lots of fun, but I'm tellin ya, that trip kicked my butt!
We stayed in our hometown of Douglasville for one night before heading to the Big A. While we were in town, we we stayed at Hotel Palomar. It was funAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-83604463403710490532010-01-10T00:25:00.000-05:002010-01-10T01:21:54.979-05:00Survivor!
On January 10, 2001, my sweet husband, FabGrandpa, was diagnosed with squamous cell carcinoma of the tongue. It was the worst day of our lives. We were stunned! We cried, we spent hours just looking at each other, holding on to each other, crying, trying to talk about the unspeakable. That is a day neither one of will ever forget. It was just the beginning. Today, I am so proud to say, "My Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-61219000706847406732010-01-07T01:04:00.000-05:002010-01-07T01:04:45.662-05:00It's A Girl!
Remember back in the dark ages when we old grandma's were having our babies,and we had to actually wait until we woke up after the delivery to find out if we had a boy or a girl? Sigh...
We found out yesterday that our newest FabGrandchild is going to be a girl. We are all so excited and can hardly wait until May for her to get here. The proud parents, my son and his wife, are still Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-8196683339098317262010-01-06T15:17:00.001-05:002010-01-09T10:32:47.633-05:00FABrics I LoveAs you may have noticed, I love to sew. I mostly make quilts and crafts, but have been known to sew a little bit of clothing every now and then. One of the reasons I haven't been sewing a lot since I started living the RV lifestyle, is that I am always in remote locations where there is not a decent fabric store within hundreds of miles.
The internet has come to my fabric rescue! Over the last Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-76618220631519112242010-01-05T00:21:00.001-05:002010-01-07T20:08:43.944-05:00Had My Decade-ly Physical Exam TodayFabGrandpa and I have not had health insurance since 2001 when I was laid off from a job in the telecommunications industry (the second time). At that job, my health insurance went into effect on January 1 so we both had scheduled appointments on the same day. Our last insurance benefits had expired in 1996, so we figured it was about time to get a check up. On January 10, 2001, he Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-49096257301198929442010-01-01T14:51:00.000-05:002010-01-01T14:51:53.157-05:00So The New Year Is Upon Us
Now that 2010 is here, I am spending my day making a list of goals for myself. I don't make resolutions. A "resoulution" is an "act of resolving or determining upon an action or course of action, method, procedure..", and what I am doing is by no means a determined course of action. I find that in my life, setting out on a course of action usually leads to something other than what IAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-65172005384216461732009-12-27T19:05:00.000-05:002009-12-27T19:05:05.499-05:00Fried Cabbage
Think you don't like cabbage? I didn't like it much when I was growing up, and I don't like it now in most restaurants. It always seems to be soggy and tasteless if I order it when I eat out somewhere. But, I like cabbage when I cook it at home. This dish is flavorful, inexpensive, and gluten free (though not calorie free).
Fried Cabbage
3-4 slices of bacon OR 3-4 tablespoons bacon Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-38822014742651558212009-12-26T23:23:00.000-05:002009-12-26T23:23:19.612-05:00Christmas Is Over
Sunset on Christmas day.
We had a pleasant, relaxing day. Although we don't give gifts to each other, we do give them to other people--our children and grandchildren. I made all those bags--the girls loved them! The last one was delivered today. I received an adapter cable for my cellphone, so I can use my Wilson antenna. The cell service way out here is not that good. I only get Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-76903441640598594812009-12-24T09:29:00.000-05:002009-12-24T09:29:30.357-05:00Remember Whensday
This is Emily, Spencer's Mommy, on Christmas Day, 1983. Who do you think he looks like?
And, because I couldn't decide which photo to use, you get two! Poor old Santa! Me and Becca in 1990, trying our best to be good.
For more Remember Whensday photos, click here.
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-32710905959286409312009-12-23T23:27:00.001-05:002009-12-23T23:28:04.572-05:00SnowPeepsI had to go to town today. While I was out, I found this:
And guess what?
Gluten free! Yay!
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-62998860631054863632009-12-23T01:11:00.000-05:002009-12-23T01:11:43.028-05:00I've Been Sewing My Brains Out
Since I've been buying so much fabric lately, I figured I better get busy sewing some of it up. After a trip to the Hobby Lobby in Tuscaloosa, the quilt shop that I found, some online fabric shopping, and then the trip to Joann last weekend I finally have enough fabric to complete several projects. (Did you think I was going to say I had enough fabric? A girl can NEVER have enough fabric.)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-41227281826889012892009-12-22T14:33:00.000-05:002009-12-22T14:33:21.257-05:00Another Benefit of Volunteering
The Forest Service Resource Manager came by this morning with gifts for us: some real nice Gortex, fleece lined jackets from LL Bean. They have a patch on them that says "Forest Service Volunteer", and are sooooo nice and warm! And they are ours to keep! Gotta love it!.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-73523888603932472332009-12-20T20:09:00.000-05:002009-12-20T20:09:48.638-05:00A Trip To My HometownWe haven't been "home" in about 18 months, so we were overdue to visit there. Last weekend, we loaded up the truck with computers, suitcase, and sandwiches, and hit the road for the 200 mile trip.
Our first stop was at the mall, because Fabgrandpa needed a new winter jacket. He melted his old one in a commercial dryer when we were volunteering at Unicoi State Park back in 2007. He didn't Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-66475486550330104742009-12-16T21:08:00.001-05:002009-12-17T00:15:24.811-05:00My Two Seconds Of Fame
Yeah, that's me there in the shades, because, you know, I'm, like, FAMOUS! Patricia Biesen, who writes Chicago Eats Allergy Free for Chicago Now, mentioned FabGrandma in a blog post on November 27, called "Play with Food: One Fab Grandma, FAAN's New Look and more"
Then, on December 12, she was a guest on a Bill Leff's radio talk show on WGN in Chicago, and mentioned my blog by name on theAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-89917828224120961462009-12-16T15:35:00.003-05:002009-12-16T15:59:27.763-05:00Remember Whensday: The Christmas Food BoxMy post today has no photograph to jog my memory. Way back years ago when I was a divorced mother of three young children, trying very hard on a very tight budget to make ends meet, I was the recipient of a food box from a community organization at Christmas. I was happy to get it, but one of the things I have always remembered from that experience was how many cans of hominy were in it.
I did Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-61575298184427623692009-12-15T00:31:00.000-05:002009-12-15T00:31:20.880-05:00A Simple Pleasure!We left the trailer behind this weekend to go visit the family in our hometown. It was a 200 mile drive, mostly through the countryside in Alabama. Back in the days when I still ate a gluten filled diet, when we traveled I would make a picnic lunch so we could eat in the truck. Egg sandwiches, with potato chips, and maybe some fruit. But since we stopped eating gluten, we haven't had that simple Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-42174198411550652772009-12-12T08:16:00.000-05:002009-12-12T08:16:26.476-05:00More Thoughts On Christmas...I wrote yesterday that we don't buy gifts for each other, but I wanted to expand on that thought. I am his third wife, he, my fourth husband. We didn't meet until I was 39 and he was 42. We had both been down some pretty rocky roads, and had more than our share of sorrow and pain. That we have made it 18 years together is a wonderful gift in and of itself. That he can make me happy, and I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-41427025126993799242009-12-11T12:48:00.000-05:002009-12-11T12:48:35.936-05:00It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like...Christmas. Ah, that time of year when we all go out and buy things we can't afford for people we don't see the rest of the year. And when we are bombarded by crass commercials on TV and radio. Now before you all start thinking that I am anti-Christmas, let me tell you that I certainly am not. I am for the true meaning and reason for this season. What I am "anti" is about how Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-24368945205903686292009-12-09T11:14:00.000-05:002009-12-09T11:14:23.808-05:00Remember Whensday
Something I saw this week made me think about this furniture. I bought it in (I think) 1978, as a Valentine gift for myself. The set came with a sofa, two chairs, a coffee table, two end tables, and two lamps. All made out of heavy pine boards, and all had matching brown plaid cushions. It was not very pretty, and not really very comfortable, but it was cheap and sturdy. I think I paid Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-17604815576030167012009-12-07T22:09:00.001-05:002009-12-07T22:10:33.755-05:00How To Tell You Are In The Country:
When the menu includes neckbones, rutabagas, and fried okra.
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11731276173410889180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34095435.post-43237661098000631782009-12-06T11:16:00.002-05:002009-12-06T11:17:04.046-05:00Scenic Sunday
Fog on Payne Lake in the Talledega National Forest, Alabama, United States.
For more Scenic Sunday posts, click here.
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