Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Spelling Bee

My Maternal Grandmother never graduated from High School.  She married my Grampa when she was 16 and raised 8 kids on the farm.  That wasn't all that uncommon back in the day.  Don't get me wrong, she was most certainly not uneducated or a dunce.  She had more "cents" than most 16 year olds of today combined.
When she was a young girl, she won The Spelling Bee at her school.  It was a very proud accomplishment for her.  My Aunt Bena still has her achievement certificate, I believe.  Until recently, I had completely forgotten this tale.

So in honor of my Grama and her wonderful spelling abilities, we are having a Spelling Bee...right here!  Right now! 

And here's your word:

Sharing.  S-H-A-R-I-N-G.  Sharing.

Sharing is defined as:  To allow someone to use or enjoy something that one possesses.

Well by golly-gosh, what could I possibly possess that I could share with you?  Something you might enjoy?

Honey, anyone?

All you have to do is leave a comment and brighten my day with your wit or wisdom.  That's it!

Pst!  Family members need not apply...you'll get yours! 

The drawing will close this Thursday at 9 p.m. and I will post the winners - yes - winners (plural) on Friday.

Three lucky people will receive one, 12 oz Honey Bear each!

How's that for sharing?  Coming from a big family, sharing is a lesson Grama would have taught very early on!


  1. I love it when people post "old time" pictures of their family, thank YOU for sharing that! (Which reminds me, I've been meaning to scan a few of my old family photos...namely the one with my great aunt holding her pet...a groundhog!)

    Anywho, how to brighten your day (via wit or wisdom, neither which I have a overabundance of mind you)in order to get a chance to win some honey...hmmmmmmmm. How about a joke?

    Why don't chickens wear underwear?
    Beacause their pecker is on their face!!! (i just love that one, sad, isn't it?)

  2. What a great photo and such a nice story about the spelling bee!
    My mother just sent me this summary of life...
    At age 4 success is . . . not piddling in your pants.
    At age 12 success is . . . having friends.
    At age 17 success is . having a drivers license.
    At age 35 success is . . having money.
    At age 50 success is . . having money.
    At age 70 success is . . .. having a drivers license.
    At age 75 success is . . having friends.
    At age 80 success is . . not piddling in your pants.

  3. Love that old picture!

    Here is my "funny" for you, which just happened yesterday:

    Simon (Ooky),who is seven, wrote a song while playing the piano. It went like this. (Imagine a lot of emotion with a sorrowful tune): "Why won't you fight with me...I mean...come on....you're not a pacifist." It is so nice they are listening in school, ya know?

  4. You are as sweet as your honey for offering this give-a-way! I feel a little funny entering 'cause we might/maybe get some of our own honey this year (fingers crossed) but I would just love to have some golden nectar from you. The Honey Bear would have a special place in my kitchen and I'd just look at it for a while!

    My maternal grandma married at 16 also and raised a family of seven. (She said she had so many miscarriages in between the seven she lost count. Can you imagine?) She was a sweetie but believed in never "going out without your spurs on, 'cause you never know when you might need 'em." By that she meant always fix your hair, put on a clean dress and a little make-up. She always wore heels (pumps she called them) because she had really nice legs!

  5. How sweet of you to share! My grandmother always said "it takes all kinds to make this world and it takes people like that (the unpleasant people) to make you realize how sweet the others truly are."

  6. Wit and wisdom? You'll have to look to others for that! But I can offer up this tidbit--Don't bend over in the garden, dear---you know those taters got EYES.
    Well, I tried.
    Have a great day.
    And what a SWEET tale from a SWEET gal-with or without honey

  7. Well I would be so excited to get my hands on some of your honey so count me in! For lack of any sayings on my brain right now, I'll leave you with something that came out of the mouth of Finnegan last week...

    Me: "Hey you boys don't mind if your aunt and uncle bunk up in your room with you while they're here, right?"

    Finnegan: " I guess... they've had their tonsils removed, right? Because I like quiet..."

    I have a little book I write the random weird stuff they say in, LOL... sorry it's not more valuable to daily life :)

  8. I feel such.... gratitude! (grat-i-tood; the quality or feeling of being grateful or thankful, as in I feel such gratitude to you and your little bees for making this offer. And such gratitude that your little sunshine-y self graces the blogosphere. I love the old-timey photographs, too.

  9. CR, hehehee, I can't tell the one my Dad uses. Along the same line tho!

    Ruta, oh dear! What a viscious life cycle that is! HA!

    MamaTea, such little sponges they are! At least they listen, huh? And are in touch with their artistic side to boot! Good job!

    MamaPea, you always have the most wonderful stories to make a girl smile! I think I love your grama!

    City Sister, isn't that the truth! I suppose we can be just a little thankful for that and hope the good wears off on them!

    Sue, HAHA!! I have never heard that one but I may never look at a potato plant the same again! tehehee

    Jan, geesh, we really are a sick group!

    Erin, crack me UP! That is priceless and certainly belongs in that book! Valuable YES! Who doesn't love a great laugh!?

  10. Susan, :o) at first I thought you were spelling gratitude all wonky so us rednecks would get it. P h o n e t i c s, phonetics...took me a second which made me laugh all the more! Me so stoopid. Is it wrong that I had to look up the spelling of that too? ;)

  11. I'm new here and I am really enjoying your blog! True story:
    Struck up conversation with a 5ish year old at a chicken auction. Her daddy had just bought her a box a day old chicks and she was holding one. I asked her what she was gonna name it and she said "pecker." Then her momma said, "Oh, you can't name it that." Little girl asks why not. At this point I am embarrassed for all of us-wishing I hadn't asked when momma said, "you already have one with that name at home!" Oh, my!

  12. Hoosier Girl, OOOOOOH! You got me out loud on that one! I would have died to have heard that! HA!! The mouths of babes :oD

    Welcome, welcome! I hope you make lots of great friends here too! It's a real great bunch of folks and that includes you ma'am! Still laughing on that one!!

  13. I just about peed my pants laughing at the pecker joke. SO FUNNY! I am not applying for this (being family and all) but this was such a cute post for a giveaway DI! I am going to link to it on my blog today.

  14. Wit or wisdom? I am not good under pressure.

    Where ever you go, there you are.

    See told you.

  15. Well I'm laughing to hard to think but there is a couple things katelynn said on sat. to her momma [ my daughter]1ST she said to momma after momma told her to stop tugging at her top,she was gonna show her boobies ,katelynn said"buy me a bra than mommy"---hello she is 2 1 / 2----a couple hours later she was alone with mom in the bathroom and katelynn was gently tapping her fingertips together as if in prayer she said"mommy,you make my hear feel good" too much, were does she get this stuff, I say 2 1 / 2 going on 16.I figure you had enough pecker jokes for one day,but thy sure were funny.

  16. give the bad speller award to me - a empty jar of honey---so bad I am I ruined the whole story it was suppose to be make my heart feel good

  17. This is so fun. I doubt my funny moment will be much in comparison, but it's a treasured memory. My son was in about the 4th grade. We homeschooled and I was trying to explain the concepts of credit cards ad debt to him. After my simple but lengthy explanation, I asked him if he understood. In all seriousness he said, "Yay, and that's why you have to know how to add and subtract."

  18. OMG I just had to come back and tell you all that I am laughing SO hard reading these stories! Thanks APG for this awesome post!

  19. Words of wisdom eh? my fav is, "when in doubt, empty the mag" Well that may not be appropriate for a family oriented blog but thas jus me see.
    Love reading you daily antics and to think lil hunny bears, how sweet!

  20. What a H-O-N-E-Y of a P-R-I-Z-E! How S-W-E-E-T of you to S-H-A-R-E!

  21. I love it! What an awesome giveaway! This is kind of a long story to post, so sorry about all the reading... My Mom was watching my sisters kids (3 and 1) while they went to dinner and they live in the deep country...

    Mom - Lets get on the 4 wheeler and go down the road and visit the sheep (about a mile)

    Grady (3 yrs) - OK!

    (Halfway down the road)

    Mom - Oh crap, we ran out of gas, now we will have to WALK all the way back to the barn!

    Grady - No no, nannie, just put it on the reserve tank...

    Mom - What???

    Grady - Nannie, the reserve tank! I show you! Just push the button! I can't reach!

    Mom - Uh, I don't think so

    Grady - Nannie, just trust me, you can go about 10 miles on the reserve tank!

    Mom - (after pushing the button) HOly crap that worked!!! Now, I think we shoudl just go home and wait for daddy to come back and fill the tank...

    Grady - No Nannie, trust me. We can see the sheep.

    (THey go home, My sister and her hubby get home, and get the story)

    Grady's Daddy - well you could go about 10 miles on the reserve tank

    Grady - SEE NANNIE! I told you just trust me!!!

    I hope you read this remember that this was a 3 year old telling a 60 yr old what to do... Hahaha, I love that little kid!

  22. I love anything that has to do with "back in the day." What a sweet memory of your grandmother! Can you imagine raising that many kids on a farm now-a-days? Goodness! Thanks so much for sharing and please put me in for the honey! Thanks! :-)

  23. Ooops! Forgot my "wisdom!" LOL... My middle son told me when he was about 5 that he wanted to come back in the house because our dog was "tasting" (licking) him!! Heeheheeh

  24. Great giveaway and post! Witty or not here I come.

    When I was 5 years old we went on a family vacation and my maternal grandma came along. Our van broke down in the middle of no where in WY and my mom, sisters, grandma and I played games in our travel trailer while my dad walked to town for a tow. I kept asking my grandma how old she was and all she would say was, "6 plus 5". All I could think was, "Really? You're the same age as my oldest sister?" (Who was 11 at the time.)

  25. Well, dang, I didn't know we were supposed to post a F-U-N-N-Y! My favorite has to be from my granddaughter, Alicia, when she was 3-years old and talking about her Hoppa (Grandpa).

    Alicia was in the bedroom watching TV, when she yelled at Amy (in the kitchen)..."MOM...Hoppa has little balls just like the guy on TV!!" Amy, in a panic, ran into the bedroom...where Alicia was watching golf!

  26. Jen, thanks...maybe some laughs shared with others too then!

    Jane, I'm shocked!

    Judy, :) I got ya! Spelling errors aside, a very sweet story!

    Leigh, too cute! Hopefully he remembers that lesson too!

    Stella, sorta like shoot first ask questions later!

    Granny, oh you don't HAVE to be funny to win! But your second story really was funny! :)

    Tiny, oh man! Your mom probably felt pretty sheepish being outdone by a little squirt too!

    Peggy, I love the ole memory lane strolls to!

    Cindy, hehehee! She was counting on your math skills obviously!