Saturday, June 19, 2010
I made a big breakfast for the family this morning. We don't have much money this week, so I had to get creative, using what I already had on hand. While I was working, I started thinking about the old Farm-wives. Dad would be out in the fields or barn, doing chores while breakfast was being prepared.
Mr. White was outside before I even woke up, today, mowing our 2 acres. I wanted to make sure he had a good meal waiting for him. I peeled potatoes and started frying them up. Then I cleaned the kitchen and did the dishes. I made some biscuit dough and got those in the oven. Then I mixed up some eggs to start frying, when I knew everyone would be ready to eat.
The children were all awake. They were out in the backyard playing basketball. Then I heard them working on our old pool. It is one of those large vinyl types, but it had to be repaired. John (12) came in and wondered if we could get some duct-tape. "How much will that cost?" I asked him. I was more than willing to scrounge up my change or do what I had to in order to get that tape for those busy, industrious children. But I had nothing. I only have my grocery money and gas money. There was no room to spare a few dollars. Well, the next thing the children decided to do was ask me to borrow a needle and thread. A short time later, I looked out the window while I cooked in the kitchen, and saw them busy sewing all the rips in the old pool. They are precious children!
In a short time, I called them all in for breakfast. The happiest moment in a mother's life is when her family eats every bit of food she prepares and tells her it was wonderful. Then off they went, outdoors, for more work.
I just baked a batch of homemade chocolate chip muffins so they would have a nice, filling snack for later. I will do a load of laundry, finish my kitchen duties and then take a break on the front porch.
I have on my country apron, and I am listening to old southern gospel while I work. I love "Precious Memories" by J.D. Sumner. It reminds me of my childhood home. Mother was always working in the kitchen and Dad was working outside. We had a precious home. Mom made delicious foods with a small amount of money. She made it look so easy! But it takes a lot of hard work, creativity and a bit of spunk!
There are many days when I get too tired to have a frugal, old fashioned home. But I just keep going and remember the old southern way of life. Mamas worked hard at home and never complained. The glorious rest will come one day when we enter the gates of heaven.
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