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What the In-Laws Left at Our House

by Lisa Creech Bledsoe on November 29, 2009 · 3 comments

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  1. Roasted Almonds
  2. 3 lb can of Planter’s Peanuts
  3. Almost an entire box of Zone bars in my fave two flavors
  4. 2 packages waffle-press cookies (taste like ice cream cones)
  5. 2 lb bag of Simply Naked pita chips
  6. Harry & David pepper and onion relish (to be poured over cream cheese and eaten with pita chips, above)
  7. Canister of Republic of Tea tea in Holiday Plum Spice
  8. 3 lb bag of Cheez-It snack mix
  9. 2 liters each of Coke, Diet Coke, and Sprite
  10. Giant tupperware container of homemade oatmeal cranberry cookies made with real butter, omg, and crunchy just like I like them.
  11. 1/2 lb of Gevalia Kaffee, decaf
  12. 1/2 lb of Boca Java coffee, regular
  13. Creamer, Splenda, coffee filters (they bring a coffee maker, too, since I tend to drink coffee shop coffee, but they took that home with them)
  14. 15 bags of Orville Redenbacher Smart Pop microwave popcorn
  15. Giant bag of York Peppermint Patties
  16. (Five bucks for each of the boys, which the Maker attempted to double)

I love my in-laws. They are incredibly easy to get along with and they absolutely adore our kids.

However, I have just one question: When I become a grandparent and drive for two days just to spend time with my g-kids, am I actually going to be willing to leave behind all the cookies?

Cause like, I could take just a few for the road…

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my grandfather and his five sons

January 6, 2008

Handwritten on the back, by my grandfather, at age 58 (second from left in the photo): Taken at home on Big Branch, May 1981. This is how we looked after a trip to the head of Bill Harris Hollow – where I had lived from 1930 to 1935. From the left: Eddie, Grandpa, Mike, Tom [...]

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I once missed a dinner party with dead people

January 6, 2008

About three days after my grandfather died I had a dream. I had been invited to this huge gathering and once I arrived I found myself wandering around an enormous banquet facility unable to recognize anyone. I knew I’d been invited, I just felt utterly out of my element in such a huge place, and [...]

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no suspenders needed

December 26, 2007

The chain the boys did not need for their DIY nunchucku was quickly appropriated by the Maker, who showed it off to me this morning in this fashionable and utilitarian application. He also carefully explained each tool in the new blue pocketknife (a much-cherished Christmas gift from his oldest brother — an exact replica of [...]

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Runner Lisa vs. Bad Lisa

November 4, 2007

Bad Lisa: Okay, this is freaky. Have we EVER run with Mom, Dad, and the First on the treadmills next to us? Runner Lisa: Uh, no, this is a first. Hit six, would you — a 10 minute mile pace should do us. Bad Lisa: We should walk, ’cause you know, MOM. Runner Lisa: Oh, [...]

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memorable men

June 10, 2007

My father was the oldest of five brothers. The youngest, Eddie, was my own age. Every year we made the eight-hour trip from the city up into the mountains of Kentucky to visit, and I was once again immersed in the wonderful and utterly foreign culture that was the life of a rural family with [...]

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That’s Amore

April 29, 2007

For the past week or so my father has spent quite a bit of time with the Maker. They have endlessly discussed the Maker’s Army canteen, his favorite purchase at a yard sale last week. Papa gave him a braided belt as an improvised sling for it, and a camouflage cap to wear to match [...]

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poor-mouthin’

April 4, 2007

I’ve only ever heard my father use this term, but I heard it actually happen zillions of times. It seems to be a rural variation of a time-honored southern tradition. Here’s how it goes. Grandma: I don’t know if these (steaming-hot, made from scratch) biscuits are gonna be any good, my baking soda is old. [...]

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Pink Sunken Bathtubs, Snakes and Chiclets

February 22, 2007

Some of my first memories are of my grandfather’s “swell sixties” suburban house. In addition to the heated in-ground pool, I remember a fabulous pink-tiled sunken bath in a large room fronted by a glass wall overlooking the pool. My uncles kept a three foot long boa constrictor in a large glass aquarium in that [...]

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