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Happy New Year, everyone!

Have you made your New Year’s resolutions yet? This year I am not making any. Last year I said I would lose weight. Ha, I think I gained several pounds instead.

I hope Old Santa Claus was very good to each and every one of you. I had a very good Christmas thanks to all my children and grandkids.

Christmas Eve my granddaughter, Jennifer Proctor, called to ask what time they were supposed to come down. Seems I had forgotten to set a time. When Jennifer, Tommy, Samantha, and baby T.J. and Tommy’s mother, Cheryl, arrived, I was in for a surprise! Jennifer had baked a huge ham, macaroni and cheese, baked beans, and Tommy made a green bean casserole. Jennifer said she forgot the apple pie and ice cream.

My great-grandson, T.J., who is 11 months old, can sure make you re-arrange your house in a hurry. He is walking now and into everything he can find. He eats table food and while my grandson, C.J., was eating, he had his fork ready to put food in his mouth. Somehow T.J. must have decided it looked good, he ate the food off the fork as it was raised in mid air. That was a moment that made everyone laugh. I heard if you snooze you lose!

I have several little houses that hold candles I like to sit on my coffee table with a sheet of white snowy fabric underneath. I had to move very fast as T.J. decided to play with them.

C.J. and his wife, Shannon Gray, and my 14-year-old grandson, Jamie Gray, came together. Later in the evening my granddaughter, Jodi Gray, who is 19, and her boyfriend, Sam, stopped by for a while. With all the grandkids and two greatgrandkids, my house was once again filled with laughter.

My daughter, Anna, and her husband, Scott Nottingham, along with my granddaughters, Sarah, Jessica and Katelyn, came for a little while earlier as they always go to her dad’s for Christmas Eve dinner.

Christmas Day I baby-sat for my little grandson, Bennie, as my daughter, Angie Weiderhold, had to work. I had dinner ready when she came to pick up Bennie, then later I went to my daughter, Kay, and Clarence Gray’s for a couple of hours. Jodi and her boyfriend were there, along with Jennifer, Tommy, Samantha and T.J.

My six-year-old great-granddaughter, Samantha, got a special gift from her Nom-ma and Pappa Kay and Clarence Gray. There was a small pink scooter with a big green bow parked in front of the door. I just hope Sami isn’t too young for this scooter!

I want to apologize to a several people who sent cards to me this year. It seems someone decided to get some mail and I didn’t get cards from several who read my column. Thanks to the ones whose cards I did receive.

Dover and Nadine Cornett, I hope you two are getting along better. Sadie Ison Hayes, I may try the recipe for Pumpkin Fudge you sent me; it sounds good. Sadie never forgets to send me a card for all occasions.

I received a card from Shelby and Bob who attended the Letcher County Day picnic. Shelby thanked me for being nice. Shelby honey, you shouldn’t have to thank anyone for being nice, though your words were so much appreciated. It was really good to meet you and Bob and everyone. I hope to see everyone again in September.

It seems something happened to a Christmas card I mailed to my brother Richie and his wife, Wanda Hall. I sent Richie and Wanda pictures in their card so I am glad it wasn’t money. I sure hope someone enjoys the picture of little Bennie.

Richie and Wanda had several for Christmas dinner including our brother, Jerry, and his wife, Mattie Hall. They had three special guests after Christmas; their daughter, Crystal Caudill of Hamilton, Ohio, and her three sons, Clay, Chase, and Chance, came for an overnight visit.

Hello to Shirley Wells’s cousin, Helen Caudill. Helen says hello to all her family that read The Mountain Eagle. Belated happy birthday to Helen’s grandson, Todd Caudill, who just turned 18. Todd will be graduating from high school in June!

Ann and Johnny Calihan are doing alright. They had all the family home for Christmas. Ann stopped by Christmas Eve for a few minutes, bringing me a beautiful Christmas card. Thanks, Ann and Johnny.

Thanks to my children for the cards, gifts and money.

There’s a box set of Flatt and Scruggs CDs from 1959-63. I have been wanting for sometime. Now I can get them if they become available. There’s a song called “Too Old For A Heartache” I have wanted for sometime; it is in this CD collection.

I received this from a friend of mine. I thought you would enjoy a laugh!

If my body were a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model. I’ve got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull. But that’s not the worst of it. My headlights are out of focus and it’s especially hard to see things up close. My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather. My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed. My fuel rate burns inefficiently. But here’s the worst of it – almost every time I sneeze, cough or sputter either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires!

Gwen Huff Farmer spent Christmas with her son, John Farmer, and his wife, Sonya, and son Grant in Chicago Heights. Later Gwen’s son, Glen Jr., and his wife, Marilyn, joined them.

Marie Back, give me a call. I somehow lost your phone number. I bet old Santa was good to you.

My friend, Linda Hollan, came by Christmas Day to bring me a fried apple pie. Oh was it good. Later in the day Linda’s son, Ben, had to be taken to the hospital. He hadn’t been feeling well for some time. Ben’s sugar was over 600.

Thanks, Cenia Faye Whitaker Graves, for the beautiful card and note. I wrote a poem for your family and somehow didn’t send it. Maybe I will do that later.

Hattie Calihan Taylor, thank you for your lovely letter and card. Hattie always reminds of times when things were more simple than today.

I haven’t heard from Betty and Barefoot Bill Kelly this week. I hope things are going alright with their family. Please keep them in your prayers.

I didn’t get to listen to WMMT as I was so busy with little Bennie. I really miss Shirley and Gwen when I don’t get on the computer on Thursday evenings. There seem to be some problems with the Internet connection of WMMT. I wish it could be fixed.

My anonymous friends would like to know if anyone remembers who owned the bar and restaurant that was in a cave near Cumberland. It sure seems I bring back a lot of memories to people.

My sister, Loretta Church, and my brother, Wallace Lee Hall, and his wife, Georgia, are doing OK at Letcher Manor Nursing Home.

Old Time Fiddlers will meet January 6, at 12:30 p.m., in the basement of the fire department at Miamitown, Ohio. This event takes place the first Sunday of each month.

Happy New Year, Levine and Bruce Jones! I hope all your Christmas wishes came true!

Well, that old clock is once again giving me the evil eye. One of these days it will catch me as I don’t seem to be moving very fast.

Until next time! Rose Ballard Durham, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, (513) 367-4682.


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