Good to be Home......Eating Jello!

Hi MOM!  You are awesome!
Thanks for taking such good care of me while I was home!

 
As you now know, I was visiting my family in Ohio a few weeks ago.  It was a great trip.  I was able to spend some good quality time with my mom, Anna Mae.  She is a special lady.  As usual, my mom had tons of food ready and waiting for me when I arrived.....and she made "Randy's Jello"! Everyone in my family is jealous that they don't have a food named after them.  No Jim's meatloaf or Debby's pancakes. No Frank's roast beef or Tim's macaroni salad. Only Randy has a food. Rarely did "Randy's Jello" last more than a day or so when I lived there. 

I have great memories of my childhood and our home in Amherst, Ohio.  My parents were awesome.  I learned sooooo much living there.  I am definitely a product of my parents..... ALTHOUGH, I must note that not nearly as good in many ways. 

My dad loved the outdoors, primarily fishing, and was an amazing handy man.  That guy could do it all! Electric, plumbing, carpentry, landscaping, concrete, automotive repair....you name it, he would learn how to do it and do it well.  And the ole-boy did love to fish....and EAT what he caught!  He also thought he was quite the comedian.  I miss him.

Mom on the other hand was always there making our house a home! She was the one that taught me lessons about life and how to live.  She taught us about never quitting and to hang on even when things got tough.  She is a great example of will and determination.  I think a big part of it is her stubborn German heritage.  But that's a good thing in my mind.  She taught all of her kids how to treat people with respect and a smile   ....and MAN!.....she likes to feed people!    

Mom always makes more food than I can eat. 
And she ALWAYS makes "Randy's Jello"!!
It was gone by the time I left.



PERFECTION!! 
An elegant mix of strawberries, whipped cream and jello!
I could eat it all in one sitting......NO PROBLEM!

 

This is where I grew up. Looks much like it did when we first moved in.
I was 3 at the time.  It was a great house and home. 
I wonder how many times I cut that grass.



I blew out my new Columbia sandals so I went to
Dad's workshop to put them back in service.
I felt like a kid again, hanging out in Dad's workshop.



 My Dad kept this picture on the wall of his shop so he knew
exactly where to hang his tools when he was done with them. 
I spent many hours in his workshop tinkering, thinking and making messes.

 


In Dad's workshop, all the nuts, bolts, screws, etc. had a home.
I think I helped separate all this stuff.
I wasn't allowed to play with the label maker though.  That stunk!



Every tool had it's place!
Dad outlined each tool to keep things organized. 
My job was to hang everything up after a big project.

So that is a brief rundown on the rest of my trip to Amherst.  Between the visit with Mom, Debby and Jim, the kayaking, and the trip down memory lane in Mom's house, I had a great time.

So, in keeping to my blogging commitment, I'll put a fork in this post.  Done!

Oh ya! During the trip Jim and I had a little handgun competition.
This is my target from 15 yards.  I'm not going to show you Jim's.
He's had professional training.  Totally unfair!

Ok! Now I'm really done.  Hope you enjoyed a little "inside" scoop about the family.