A Gem on Route 66 /ThursdayDoors

Thursday Doors

When at the Missouri History Museum we were tempted with the display of an ice cream shop on Route 66 that is still open after 80 years. Introducing Ted Drewes.

But first, probably the only door I could find worth a hoot for this post…….

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A reminder of something that has disappeared within the last 80 years. Related are: Where will Superman do his quick change, How to make collect calls, Answering a random phone booth ringing and Using actual money to make a phone call, all a part of history.

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Back to Ted Drewe’s –a first view. Here’s a little hint. If you see nuns eating at an establishment, it’s gonna be O.K.

Who is Ted Drewe’s? Ted Drewes Sr., was a St. Louis attraction, winning the Muny Tennis Championships each year from 1925 to 1936. Feel free to read more here.

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A ‘door’ for posterity’s sake.

Boasting 12 serving windows, Ted Drewes motto is “Our Business is Service”.

The website tells that it is hardly recognizable during the Christmas season as they sell trees and the lot is loaded with them. They’ve been doing that for over 50 years. One thing you can say about this place is that they are certainly good at longevity and have obviously found their niche in St. Louis.

A line in the summer sun makes the treat even more delish.

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The daughters approve! Our ‘adoptee’ daughter was a great tour guide to go along with the GPS and we thank you Miss Meaghan for your outstanding hospitality! Til next time….

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The Newlyweds/WPC

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This week, share a photograph that signifies transitions and change to you. It can be the very beginning of a phase, or the very end. As you pick up your lens, explore the ways in which a single photograph can express time, while only showing us a small portion of any given moment.

I’m choosing a recent moment from this past weekend at my neice’s wedding. All eyes are upon you at that transitional moment in time where you become The Mr. and Mrs.

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All our love and blessings to you both!!

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Uncelebrated/Thursday Doors

The often uncelebrated,underappreciated and unnoticed are in my spotlight this Thursday Doors post.

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US Post Office in Sedalia, Missouri March 2017

One evening recently, while standing in line, a young woman insisted she be given a package (of meds) without the appropriate signature. Those of us standing by were suddenly privy to a very tense moment between the post office personel and this woman. It didn’t end with a positive note as the young woman stormed out with some choice words. But the employees of this particular office were very professional and stood their ground. Pat on the back to you! My question is this:

Why cause such a brouhaha? There wasn’t time to bring a signature back since they closed in 5 minutes?

Now it’s confession time. I’ve been that upset before and it was not  A-Door-able. Hopefully I’ve gained at least some wisdom with age.

At this time I’d like to extend my sincerest apologies to any of my victims.

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Thursday Doors is a weekly feature allowing door lovers to come together to admire and share their favorite door photos from around the world.”  For other Thursday Door entries, click here and find Norm’s blue link button at the bottom of his post.

The Solo in Solitude/WPC

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 As a youngster, I think I always knew when my father needed some solitude. He was a painter by trade in rural Missouri, USA, where he had work 6 out of the 12 months of the year. We lived too far from a major city for him to have regular work. So we did the best we could and lived a good frugal lifestyle where he spent the wintertime raising pigs or a couple calves to take to the butcher come spring. Most people back then called that Poor.

Playing solitaire was his ‘time’.bill-randall-11

And I’m glad I was quiet enough to sit and watch and learn. He was pretty cool like that.

He was also a daily Bible reader in later years. Not a lot of people know that. I am also truly thankful to have had that example to follow.mother

My mother is a living example to me of one who excels in solitude with her talents. She is always keeping her hands busy. Ecclesiastes 9:10 says,  “Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might;”. This defines my wonderful mother. Whether sewing, making jams, jellies, or reading novel after novel, she finishes what she begins whole-heartedly. Rarely does she have a UFO(Un-Finished-Object) lying in her stash. solitudebanjo

For me, solitude is respresented by my time to play music. Alone. Unhindered by life’s stress. Uninterrupted by anything.

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And just for fun to lighten the mood of this post, I’m thinking I should change my answering machine message to a 40 minute Banjo Solo 🙂

Is there 40 minutes on it???

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Perception/Thursday Doors

When enlisting my husband and eldest daughter on my ‘hunt’ for doors, we had a perceptual experience together. We gazed upon this particular door in downtown Lawrence, Kansas and did a little window shopping as it kept us a little bit sheltered from the cold breeze.

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And almost simultaneously, we seemed to all realize this door could be reversible if it wasn’t for the little light fixture. Look at the next pic and maybe you’ll see what we mean.

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Maybe I should have done a little photo editing and removed it?

Would you have noticed it was the same door?? Yeah, probably. lol

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2 Hours and 30 Minutes South/WPC

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We took a road trip one weekend to pay our respects to my husband’s family. This was during a busy fall weekend, around this same time of year. The nearest town was celebrating with Civil War reenactments and a festival. Beyond that a few more miles was our destination. A 100-year-old-or-more country church where his family had attended and the adjoining family plot. The road to the church and cemetary had one way in and one way out. The old church was still in use and there were sawhorse tables outdoors probably waiting for pot luck dinners and that were left out year round. No indoor plumbing and very limited electricity.

We had our 2 daughters with us and they were both under age 10 at the time. The surrounding area was very remote and very pretty with the trees all turning. But my husband kept telling me he felt like we were being watched as we went around reading the names of the departed and finding those familiar to us. He also told me he noticed a distinct aroma and that he had a feeling we had better not stick around there much longer. ( I now have to come clean and admit I thought he was over-reacting) It was nearing dusk and time to start heading back home anyway so we all loaded back up in the car.

That one road out was met with a pick-up truck of 3 men. My husband, being a law enforcement officer, told me to tell the girls in the back seat to duck their heads down and hold on. We then took a little detour down a ditch and around the pick-up. Clearly it was blocking the road intentionally. I was not sure why on earth he’d leave a perfectly fine road like that and possibly ask them to let us by? The word indignant would sum up my attitude about the whole situation.

My WordPress Photo Challenge entry this week will explain why we needed to leave there in such a manner.

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In short, if you ever travel into the backwoods of Southern Missouri and smell a little corn mash cookin, best be quick about your business and don’t stop to ask questions.

Just to set the record straight, that is a picture of Legally purchased ‘Shine’ and will only be ingested in very small quantities.

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A Little Sunshine/Sunday Sampler

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I just survivied 2 days of utter flu misery. Getting  vertical was out of the question. I’d sit, lay down, walk to any room in the house to just find a place to sit or lie down. Body aches of mass proportion. Le yuck!

So sitting and being idle after chasing children most weekdays is just plain hard to get accustomed to. I may never retire. Sigh!

So while the body healed, the mind wandered and I decided to take the plunge into creating a crochet pattern.

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This is the finished product. A Crochet Sunflower Knob Bob. Ties onto pot handles to keep your fingers from getting burned, saves time by allowing you to check what’s brewing, and adds convenience of not misplacing your pot holder. And it’s pretty to boot!

Will I make another??

I only hope it’s not because I have the flu next time.

To get your copy of the pattern, check out this link.

 

 

It’s Not Sunday/Sunday Sampler

Being a bit under the weather this last week has me a bit behind. Here in Missouri, we allergy sufferers are anxiously waiting that first frost. So feeling sorry for me, the hubby took my shopping list and dutifully picked out a pair of pillow cases for me. I had a wedding reception to attend and these pictured below would be part of my gift to the loving couple.

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The work in progress and completion.

Now I haven’t embroidered for awhile. Since moving my sewing room to the basement to be precise. Ron kept asking me if I was figuring it out as I tapped away at the computer. You see, you have to execute the design before it ever goes into the machine. Takes more effort and time than most people realize. But waaayy less time than creating it by hand thankfully. But I was ok with the results and used the deco pillow as the test item before starting on the actual pillow cases.

Now for the fun part…..sharing the love 🙂

Aren’t they adorable????

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Love those cowgirl boots Angela!!

How fitting when they were having tractor pulls literally right outside that door!

Only in Missouri 🙂

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Just had to include our favorite 1st grader, Weston! He was quite the dancer!

And may they live happily ever after!

Storm of Separation

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Such total despair can happen when you’re one.

Poor guy just couldn’t cope when my daughter removed him from harm’s way. The storm was powerful but short-lived.

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