Originally Posted by barbshaver

after my children had all moved out on their own, i bought them each a recipe box and cards to match and wrote down all the recipes of meals i had made through the years. i'm not big on cookbooks and make up my "recipes". prior to that, each one would call occasionally and ask how to make something. and i'd say add some flour, oh about a cup or two! well that didn't work out so well, so i figured out the "measurements" as best as i could and went from there. some of the items had unique names like, "kookalalee" because when they wanted to know what i was making i'd say "supper" and that wasn't good enough. so i made up names as i went along. we all know in our family what these goofy names mean and don't really think that they are that unusual! anyway, it was ALOT of work, but it brought back alot of memories while i was making these for them.

Originally Posted by redvette54

About 20 years ago, I went to a craft auction with a friend, there were great crafts there, except for this. I really can't find words for it, so I'll have to take a picture. When it came up for auction, no one bid on it. Since I've always done crafts and was feeling sorry for the person who made and donated it. I bid $5 and won it. My friend thought I'd lost my mind. So at Christmas I wrapped it up and gave it to my Mom. Well, the next Christmas, I got it back, and this went on for years. We would sometimes put it in a big box with something heavy. Then one year we started adding things to it. Mom died 10 years ago, and I couldn't find it. I figured Mom knew, that last Christmas, she wouldn't be here for the next one and threw it away. So 10 years have passed and my life has had it's ups and downs. I had gotten divorced, met my present husband. However, I've stayed friends with my ex, I groomed his dog and we would dog sit for each other. Over the summer, I called him at the last minute and asked him to come over and let the dogs out, when I got home, it was hanging on the wall. After a good laugh, I called him. He told me he had found it when we cleaned Mom's house and took it and hid it, he said he didn't want sad memories around something we had so much fun with. He said the time was right to give it back to it's rightful owner. Now, I'm sure you're wondering why I divorced this guy, well, he liked other women and he's a better friend to me than a husband. I'm thinking about wrapping it up and sending it to him this year, just to keep it going.