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Sunday Post: Christmas

What is your tradition? today In church I found I did not know  that St. Nickolas was a real  saint.

It just goes to show you how much you think you know versus what you truly really know. haha A good preacher should give something to chew on anyway.

I goggled it when i got home. (i have faith, not stupid)

My faith helped me regain my footing after a divorce.  And  i get along with my ex just like oil and vinegar…

R-L,Myles,Savion,Sharese,Rahmani (ex)  & me in center

R-L, Myles, Savion, Sharese, Rahmani (mom) & me shower Curtain JC Penny’s

 Merry Christmas

Vanterpools

And Now that I’m a strapping  sexy 30 year again, I need some tempering. My pastor &  his wife and their kids see that I maintain small head size keeping growth manageable.   I think they’re hating, but what can u do??

Christmas is my mom Elma Juliana Vanterpool Jacobs   .. Lord knows we didn’t have much  but we did have each other.  As far back as I can remember my mom worked at schools. Mom was the lunch lady at in St.Thomas at Lockhart elementary  school. VI.  They would give me more food just because….(building a fat boy) Then she’d work at Bluebeard’s Castle in the summers..

At Christmas, churching was geared up a notch. Father Clark would  requisition  two of my older brothers.. Larry & Ricky into service, which I believe, it’s called being an altar boys. yup, for a few years. I wanted  to get in the mix but I was to young.  As bad as they where as teens they needed to preload with God anyway. St. Andrew’s is an Episcopal Church down the street from my Grandmother House.

We would be allowed to order from the Wards or Sears catalogs what we wanted for gifts or gift depending on the financial status that year.  But it didn’t matter we always had the most fun playing with each other and each other toys. I think my brother Larry and I pooled  to get a big and better. (mom liked this) Big fun from a big family and I’m talking cousins speaking Spanish & french eating everything and having fun at all the various homes.. And this celebration of the birthday of Christ is not about gifts to ourselves. We learned a long time ago from our mom what Christmas is really about. We still wanted presents. Their is lot’s to be said about good will toward humans and peace and prosperity for all. To help other and doing your best to  not be crass and or a donkey. And not only during this week coming up, the birthday of Christ!  But the whole year.
An effort of kindness my not be thanked. So do it for another reason.
Happy Birthday  Jesus
God
Thank you for all..
    
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Pertaining to the Heart

Personal pie…    

I wasn’t taught. It was incorporated in my care

And when I became aware

It was everywhere

I liked, my bowl.

I loved…. moms hold.

And When I cried,

Love came,  dried my eyes.

I had it, in my five brothers.

Who’d hit me with a clout.

It’s a smack upside the head.

Saying, little brother look out!

With these gift of compassion,

And brutal kid gloves :).

I knew

A woman who loves me,

Will know

She’d been loved!!

In this life

One

I  found

methinks…

special.

Put roots down…

One had we.

then two

Then came a third

Expanded  the crew

Sadly

Somewhere in this mix

And I don’t know where

Beginnings..

Of unravelling

Saying Someone

I don’t Care!!

Being taught

To Talk Find & Relate

Hopeful words

useless

those I ate.

So lost In a world of  love

Not knowing how or what to do!

No hand or holds Grown man,

No love, no soup for you.

I had found my own

Personal hell

She did know love

for  herself..

not begrudging for any blame

her parents

my parent!

where

Not the same.

My Daughter raised, mostly alone

As a girl she received mostly mom’s scorn..

Far much better for sons,

she imbibed love  for these one.

And Babies are now big

and now strong

and you can bet

They understand love.

Grandma’s form!

On days,

I’ll hold

One  child

And we’ll  talk.

Tell them the truth.

Pay attention, be of good thoughts.

For there are some people

Without instructions

Pertaining to the Heart

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Peach of a Pumpkin..it’s a squash

Story Challenge the letter P

Pumpkin up Chuck

Pumpkin too many seeds

As I was reading  thru the daily reader a blog i follow had a picture of a bag of Potatoes..The party usually writes the way i like to  read short and swift. And i can thank her for her encouragement… Potatoes DJ? spin that post!!  I have started to read the 400 words or more.  As I find my word count is increasing the more I post..   I’ve found out something about myself…..

I’m a blabber mouth..Yep so it my privilege to offer my p-nutty post.

Pumpkin  is a squash in vegetable family. It’s used for  food and recreation You may have seen squash in many colors and shades even Purple.  genus Cucurbita and the family Cucurbitaceae.   It’s derived from the greek word pepon which mean large melons..f. what a set of pepons?

Pumpion is what our british forefathers called it.. which we now called   Pumpkin.  A pumpkin can be grown up to seventy-five pounds and then some.

They are grown  commercially for feed for livestock and for food also ornamental..

For me personally  it always was my mom’s pumpkin pie with a hint of vanilla ..(now my sisters recipe) And how i would try to talk somebody or sister into helping me bake and salt the seeds, like they did in elementary school statesides.   Which classes in america haven’t baked pumpkin seeds during the holidays.  This hardy squash grows on every continent except Antarctica. The United States of America grows and market the highest yields of the industrial nations..

Pie and Jack-o-lanterns, given to us by the P that Pumpkin begins with..

Pumpkin porn

Pumpkin Porn

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