Good Morning!

Good Morning, good morning ---Suns up and the skies are blue---Good morning, good morning to you. Thanks so much for the great email. It completely changed my mood, I was a little whipped as I worked over the week end and went to Sean and Dianna's Then yesterday I babysat for Annie. Her babies are truly great and they love each other---so I really enjoyed the day. I made Manicotti for Sean and Dianna on Friday. They ate only about half of it and Sean does not eat leftovers ---so I brought it home with me and added a little more sauce and cheese and warmed it up for Annie's family, along with a huge pot of butter beans and ham. Dianna made a wonderful Ham on Sunday---she was going to throw away the bone and surrounding meat so instead I brought it home with me and fixed the beans. Annie was happy. She loves Manicotti and Stuart loves butter beans and I also made cornbread--I was really good. Also there is a fruit stand between here and Frisco and I bought some lovely local peaches----fixed some for both families. I used to take the kids and Ann's kids from Justin to Forestburg peach picking every summer. I didn't realize that Dad had never been peach-picking before so after we moved up here and I missed having fresh peaches, I talked Dad into going with me---I explained to the farmer that Dad was a Yankee and had never been peach picking before. He gave Dad the royal treatment---put Dad on the flat bed trailer,Behind his tractor and drove him through the orchard looking for the biggest, ripest juiciest peach to give to Dad. It was a beauty and Dad relished it with juice running down his chin and forearms finished it off with gusto, wiped his face and hands with that ever handy handkerchief that he always carried in his pocket and asked if there was another in the orchard which truly delighted The farmer, Dad and I gathered a couple of bushels, came home and put them in the freezer. Dad loved the fresh peaches to put in Sangria and on his ice cream and peach cobbler. He just didn't know how much it took to get them from the tree to the freezer. I have written quite a lot of stuff and I am going to start sending it to you, I am cooking some bones and odd meat that has been trimmed off meats I was cooking and put in the freezer. It truly smells like a walk down the German streets and passing their restaurants-----you remember that beautiful aroma that made you want to go right in and order a bowl of" knodl suppe" Have to go now. I love you MOMXXOO