Yesterday I, my sisters, my nieces, and my nephew Reed gathered at Ramey's house to celebrate her birthday. We had cake and ice cream and some of the best punch I've ever tasted. Ramey opened presents before she cut the beautiful cake. She got a load of loot. Ramey refused to blow out any candles; I suspect lack of wind. I croaked out "Happy Birthday" while she was cutting.
After all those festivities were done, the fun part began. We sat for a couple of hours reminiscing with family stories and memories. For instance, Joanne recalled a time when she was a little kid. My Uncle Lawrence was missing in WWII. He was actually in a German prison camp, but the family didn't know that then. My grandmother, Dovie, who was all into spiritualism, even was a member of the Rosicrucians, gathered the family for a Ouija Board session. They asked old Ouiji where Laurence was and Ouija told them Stuttgart. Turns out that's exactly where he was.
But then Ouija's track record gets a little iffy. Being the unusual family that they were, and all fairly young, even my grandmother (Ramey and I weren't even born yet), they decided to ask Ouija how each one of them would die. It told them that my Uncle Alfred would fall out of a tree and die. Well, many, many years later, he did fall out of a tree holding the chain saw he was using to trims limbs. Uncle Alfred was a stubborn man, and I suspect it was his desire to prove Ouija wrong that let him survive that fall and live many more years.
Joanne didn't relate what Ouija told them about the deaths of the other participants there except herself. It said she would die at age 80, an age which is not extremely far away for my sister. I told her not to worry though. If Alfred could survive a fall from a tree with a chainsaw, she can surely survive 80.
Upon examination of the evidence, you might say I have a weird family. I would not be up for an argument on the subject.
Photo caption: Ramey (the birthday girl) on the left and me on the right. We had just returned from seeing the movie "The Lone Ranger" a year or so ago. In our desire to emulate that movie's Tonto, we grabbed the first things available and somewhat suitable to wear on our heads. Ramey's head dress is a stuffed possum; mine is a stuffed bat. A friend of mine said my head gear looks like Rocket J. Squirrel's cap--and danged if it doesn't.
Except Rocky's hat is blue.
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On 07/29/2014, Barbara Anne said ...
What a hoot!!! How did I miss this post yesterday??
When I was a kid, my friend next door had a Oujia board but the "spirit" couldn't spell. When we asked why, "it" said she'd never been to school and didn't know how to spell - oh, and that she was Egyptian. We didn't think to ask how she knew English.
Years later, I was "told" I'd marry Roger Edward Green, but I never met him. Here I am after 42+ years with DH and it seems the Oujia board was wrong about that, too.
Have you watched Rocky and Bullwinkle since you've been an adult? You should. The dialogue has an astounding number of educated witticisms that only adults would catch. One episode was "The Ruby Yacht of Omer Kyam" instead of the proper title of the work that was translated into English by Edward FitzGerald (okay, I looked that up!). Anyway, we got the Rocky and Bullwinkle DVD set for the boys and enjoyed it more than they did.
Hugs!
On 07/29/2014, val said ...
Looks like a lot of fun!
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