The ongoing adventures of the Thomas family at Chenoweth Farm
Did you watch it? I’m serious– watch it.
If you still haven’t, you must understand that a tital wave of something is crashing over you, and you don’t even know what it is. This massive, unstoppable force will drown you unless you learn to deal with it.
One more time… watch it. Continue reading “Change”
On Saturday, April 4, at 1:30 in the afternoon, 13 guests gathered at our home to experience Serena’s class project for “Tea Room 101”. This is a half-credit class which has included 5 sessions with Debra Richardson, the proprietor of The Yellow Carriage House Bed and Breakfast (who also conducts periodic teas), and work assisting her with teas in December. Although Serena has put on at least 5 high teas before, this was the first on which she was to be graded, and therefore Mom kept her own help to a minimum. Serena had her friend Caitlin come to help with last minute preparations and serving during the tea. I was the official hostess — getting to greet guests, sit at the table and enjoy scrumptious treats, and leave all the cleanup to Serena and Caitlin. I like this kind of entertaining! Continue reading “Serena’s Daffodil Tea”
We FELT like archeologists, and we certainly did a lot of unearthing as Lydia, Serena, and I spent most of the day Monday turning Ben Allen and Emily’s cluttered mudroom into a usable space once more. I didn’t think to take any “before” pictures, but you family members know what it was like — barely room to walk through it to the garage. Continue reading “Thomas Archeologist Trio Unearths Mudroom!”
No, really! Well…I put something in his ear and set THAT on fire. Continue reading “I set my husband on fire, mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
Gotta love this!
YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN 2009 when…
1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.
2. You haven’t played solitaire with real cards in years.
3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.
4. You e-mail Continue reading “Living in 2009”
This is not the post I thought I would be writing two or three weeks ago. After reading the following paragraph, perhaps you will be forced to confront the uphappy truth that I have now realized: our country only has one president at a time, and the one we’ve got is the one we’ve got.
BARACK OBAMA
Perhaps it’s just some Obama ally speaking out of school. But these are probably some of the most terrifying words to come from an unidentified source in some time:
Sources close to the White House say Mr Obama and his staff have been “overwhelmed” by the economic meltdown and have voiced concerns that the new president is not getting enough rest.
Geraghty goes on Continue reading “Prayer for the President”
Serena’s art is going to the dogs….in a manner of speaking. Her art tutor had her playing around with different shades of red and red-brown on brown paper, as a break from oil painting (in which she is doing extremely well, by the way). Serena chose a picture of a dog’s head to experiment on. Continue reading “Artist in Residence”
Actually, the dust (driveway) bit the Catalpa. Catalpa wood isn’t strong, and this one shattered when it hit. The day, Wed., 2/11, brought high winds(gusting up to 40 mph), and a short but heavy storm. This is always a bad recipe for old trees. The ground gets saturated, the wind blows, and the roots come out. Much of our 1/2 mile front avenue was once bordered by Catalpas, now probably 100 years old. A wind shear a few years back took out 5 in close proximity to each other, and other storms have claimed a few more. Continue reading “Another Catalpa tree bites the dust”
In the midst of Iceland, we had been making surreptitious plans with Rainey (Sarah’s husband), to come down and surprise her for her birthday. The ice threw a kink into those plans. Serena volunteered to stay home to look after things, since she had to work Friday, anyway. But we weren’t comfortable leaving her when it involved kerosene heaters and generators. Enter our wonderful cousin, John Graham, who lives in Shelbyville. He agreed to come out and be with Serena during the nights, and help her oversee the mechanical devices that were powering and heating the house. His wife, Ann, took Serena to work Friday, after Serena hiked down to the end of the avenue. (By then, we’d had a few more inches of snow over the ice to make the driveway even more treacherous.) More on that in a minute. Continue reading “The surprise that almost wasn’t”
This year has been busy happening, and my posts haven’t, so I’m going to try to catch up today. The biggest recent happening (and the coldest, most destructive and pestiferous) was the now famous ice storm that swept over 6 states — KY being about in the middle. I’ve never seen anything like it in my life. Oh, we’ve had sleet. It left a beautiful icing on the trees for the sun to set asparkle, and maybe resulted in a lot of small twigs falling to the ground. We had one of those late in 2004.
Raise that kind of storm several exponential powers! Continue reading “Encased in ICE”
