Thursday, November 20, 2008

twinkle, twinkle lucky star

Uncle Danny and me 1985

My Uncle Danny would sing that song to me all the time. He would just sing. It was two years on Oct. 30 since he died, and it still is hard to talk about. He would always give me advice on boys. "Now AP, (my middle initial is P and he never called me Ashley or Ashe....always AP), all you have to do is kiss 'em." He'd always tease me about boys, even up until it took several breaths for him to get anything out. I really need his advice right now though I know what he'd say. And oh was he a chef! He made the best biscuits and gravy you've ever eaten. Thanksgiving really makes me thankful for him and for my entire family on Jamison Road. I honestly don't know what I would do without any of them...even the weird ones.

Halloween was eventful this year. It was the first time I've dressed up since I was in the 6th grade. That year I was a Diet Coke can. Oh read correctly. I might add that I still have that costume. I'm saving it for that special occasion. This year I was an Indian. I had so much fun dressing up and straightening my hair until it was board straight. Mind you, it took me about 45 minutes to do that. I really did have a marvelous time, but those of you who know me well know that I LOVE to dress up and live vicariously through my costume!