At first I thought what an odd Theme for a weekly photo challenge until I remembered this picture taken at one of my friend’s wedding years ago.
As usual, I touched up the one photo for everyone else’s privacy, just something I do for certain pictures.
TA – DA!
That was the name of my imaginary friend. And she was a legend in her time.
EVERYONE talked about Tada, my friends and family and sometimes even strangers asked me if she existed. They just wanted to see what I would say so they could laugh at me I guess.
I never really ever had an imaginary friend like some do, but her existence began at a very young age as a defense against my mother’s sarcastic wit. I was forever trying to perform and my acts were always accompanied by me yelling “Ta-da,” very dramatically. One day my mother quips up “Tada, who’s Tada?” To which I answered “she’s my friend.” Then I had to describe her as I threw out answers off the top of my three-year-old head in response to my mother who was barraging me with questions, thinking she was funny. I remember being angry with her sarcasm so I kept it up as long as she did. A trait I had to continue to this very day in my relationship with her.
Later on my younger sister would ask me about Tada and I would tell all kinds of funny or strange stories to keep her amused and laughing. She would tell others about it, our friends or kids she knew in school, but I didn’t. Those were the strangers who asked about Tada that I mentioned earlier.
The death of Tada kind of suits this Halloween time some celebrate.
When I was about 11 I told everyone that Tada had sadly passed away and I was to have a funeral for her that afternoon in the local cemetery. Yeah, you heard right. I was so sick of people asking me about her I finally had to kill her! I took an old doll of mine that was really messed up anyway, and wrapped it in a shroud and went with my sister and some friends to that cemetery where I proceeded to desecrate the hallowed grounds by holding a mock funeral for dear little plastic Tada, whose existence served me well for about 8 years of my life. I did it in the back some place and actually buried the doll and left it.
I sometimes imagine someone finding the body of Tada and thinking “WTF” as the kids say now.
Sorry that I have been so lazy about posting anything of substance for a while now. The very reason for this blog was to share things I have learned living on the cheap all of my life.
Christmas was great this year, had some family and friends over for Christmas Eve this year and went to one of my son’s homes on Christmas Day for “Dinner with the Cratchits” complete with plum pudding from England and some kind of “Hot Gin Punch a la Cratchit” which I blame for the enormous group hug before I left for the night. I didn’t try any but brought some with me to try when I got home. I never drink and drive.
I lost one of my cousins a few days before Christmas this year. I am posting a picture with her from Christmas of 1957.
Some of my family now live in the Upper Peninsula. My cousin Thelma passed this year after suffering for many years with Alzheimer’s and my sister Gail passed right after Christmas last year from esophageal cancer. Christmas 1957 was the last Christmas for my Aunt Ruth who passed approximately six months later from Colon Cancer. Moral: Enjoy every Christmas like it’s your last.
I saw this idea at a diner in Marshall Mi before the holidays. They had placed a loved ones picture in one of the wreaths to honor them and so I placed a picture of my sister to honor her because she always loved Christmas so much and this was our first Christmas without her.
2014 Casa Po’ Girl Christmas décor.
Wanted to add more to the usual lights and garland I place in my flower boxes each year so I found these gift boxes at the dollar store and inserted some wire to attach them. The soil was not yet frozen, so this was possible. The following is a little walk through of what I did to achieve this:
Finally broke down and made a Santa doll with the pattern I purchased many years ago. Also used some of my odds & ends to make some “baby” crafts.
I will not post actual pictures of the parties out of respect for others privacy. A few shots of some of the cookies that I and others made this year. One of my sons went all out this year and for the first time made cookies. All kinds of them. I think the Ninja sugar cookies got him started, but we really loved the melt in your mouth eggnog cookies! I have to say I have eaten so many of these I have actually felt very sick so that’s it for me.