Posted on 04/05/2002 9:00:52 PM PST by acnielsen guy
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When I was a kid living in Chicago, along about February, my mom would get a terrible case of 'cabin fever' especially if the Chicago winter had been an unusually cold and snowy frozen one...so on the weekends, dad would pack all of us up and take us out to the Forest Preserves...there was one particular one which had a small shelter windbreak, and there dad would move a picnic table, and mom would set up the grill, and we would have a picnic in the snow and ice..we would be eating hot dogs and burgers, while dressed in snow suits, winter coats, woolen hats, mittens, scarves and boots...and we would be surrounded by snow
Folks coming out to the Forest Preserves for a simple walk in a winterland forest, often looked at us as if we were nuts of something...But we did not care, we were having a great time playing in the snow, and eating food prepared out of doors(You are right, everything cooked out of doors tastes better)...
Then after our picnic in the snow, we would head home, us kids plum tuckered out from our day, and mom a little less crabby, with her 'cabin fever' being somewhat satiated...It is a wonderful childhood memory...
I'll never forget on one of my Mom and Dad's Anniversary parties..some of their friends lugged an upright piano all the way up the front stairs to the living room.. Our house sat on a hill off the street and had many stairs to get to the front door..but they did it and what a party they had.. I remember peeking thru the railings from the second floor, and watching all the fun and hell-raising. They always knew I was there, but they only warned me now and then.. LOL I think they were always afraid of what I might see.. and blackmail them all.. lol
They were fun people, and had one hell of a life..
We must be getting old all right.. all the reminiscing?
My little pea brain tries to figger out what folks mean by their less than driver's license names, so I freemailed Habs, and asked if he was trying to say that Hillary And Bill Sucked 4 Ever?
Oh well, we finally got it sorted out. Go Habs!
Go Bruins..
And they stuck with each through the bad times as well as the good times...and I think thats a role model for todays younger ones, who seem to think that at the slightest little bump in the road, divorce is the only remedy...I am not saying divorce is not warranted in many cases, but in too many cases, it just seems that people give up too easily, and its always the children that suffer...
My mom and dad had a wide circle of friends also, and lots of family...they would throw a party for no reason at all..I remember once, mom threw a big party because she bought as new couch and matching chair and wanted to show it off...we loved it, another excuse for a party...
Your story of the group moving a piano into your parents, reminds me of that old Laurel and Hardy short film, where they are trying to move a piano up a big hill...sounds like your parents were great fun and great parents...
May you never know this sort of behaviour again. JL
Oh dear.. I could go on and on, but I'd better call it a night and take the fifteen minutes it usually takes to put all the fans off and most of the lights out, and take the ten pillows off the bed... It's been great.. See you tomorrow...
My husband on the other hand, when he has had too much to drink, gets real sweet, and lovey, and just plain dopey, and falls asleep, dead to the world...
When my dad was sick with cancer, and I went down to California to care for him, it was very sad...one time I had to take mom to a specialist for her Alzheimers, and being that mom and dad lived in a very small town, I had to drive quite a distance to have mom looked at...it was an all day adventure with her...
My dads sister, my dear, dear auntie, sat with dad the whole time I had mom at the doctors...my aunt said, my dad just almost cried the whole time mom was gone...and mom, the whole time we were gone on our trip to the docs, kept missing dad...so in spite of the periodic meaness of dad, and the periodic depressive spurts of mom, they so loved each other that spending a day apart from each other was hard on them both
It was really quite touching to see these two old folks, who had been through so much good and bad together, to see how much they really loved each other...
And many of the young people of today, think only they know what love is...I look at my parents and know what love is...
.....Westy...
Lights out time again..
The candle is lit...
Hope the night wanderers find their way...
Maybe we will have a falcon cam in the morn...
Goodnight all. See you mañana,
With a little luck...lol...
...Westy. 
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....Westy....
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