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Wednesday, July 4, 2018

“ICE CREAM WITH CAKE?” UH NO!



Everyone’s been to a gazillion birthday parties, but today’s generation of kids have no idea what it was like a long time back. A gallon of ice cream used to come in an oblong cardboard box and yes, it was put in the freezer until someone wanted it. There were only three choices of ice cream: Vanilla, chocolate and Neapolitan and the latter, was the choice of moms to serve at their children’s birthday parties.

Neapolitan was three kinds of ice cream together in a rainbow-like pattern of vanilla, strawberry and chocolate in layers and it all tasted the same regardless of there being three flavors or so it was said. I never tasted a single flavor but a combo of something unidentifiable.

I know all too well because every single birthday party I attended as a kid or even as a teenager, that tri-colored ice cream was served smack beside a slice of birthday cake. It seems that people thought the only way to slice it was to make it about three inches thick, and then plop it right beside a skinny piece of birthday cake.

Worse was that if the weather were warm, all kids and/or teenagers were sent outside with their paper plates loaded with that ice cream and the teeny piece of birthday cake—and the paper plate seemed to cave in from the sheer weight of the ice cream. Oh and that ice cream melted and ran all over the birthday cake making the cake all slimy and infiltrated with the three colors. I was lucky if I got one bite of the edge of the cake as were most kids and that wasn’t a good thing at all.

And the same continued for years and years it seemed: One slither of a piece of birthday cake and a heavy helping of that horrid ice cream—that is until more ice cream flavors arrived on the scene [they were and had been available at places that specialized in ice cream but nowhere else,] and yet, as always, the mother of the person celebrating a birthday, always plopped the ice cream right beside the cake while never asking “Would you like ice cream with your cake or not?” That question was never asked. Ever.

So many past birthday parties seemed the same and when it came time for mine one year, I asked my mom if she’d ask my friends if they wanted ice cream beside their cake.  She got a shock when she heard too many say “I don’t want any beside my cake but thanks.” No, they knew that it took over the cake and also it melted.

Forward in time and at any given time, birthday party or not, I refuse to have ice cream beside my cake—any kind of ice cream and any kind of cake but the one ice cream I won’t touch is that horrid Neapolitan —too many past bad memories of it.

I love cake and love ice cream but not touching: I am not OCD but remember all too well the past and so, I’ll take my separately if you should ask me. Smile.

Sherry Hill

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Monday, March 5, 2018

'DREARY WEATHER MAKES ME SAD."




I'm not sad in that with my other post, I am happy in that I've written another Amazon Kindle E book which I shared with you--but the weather here has been either rainy or dreary of late. The sun has shown maybe a total of 6 days in over a month. Those gray dreary days seem to sap any "get up and go" that I have and it affects me into days of accomplishing about nothing.

Do those dreary days affect you as well?

Granted here right now it's in the 40's temperature-wise but it's another gray day with no sun shining.
And we've had too much rain--way more than any past February in years and yes, I know it's now March, Daffodils are in bloom as it the forsythia and my yard is full of clumps of "wild onions"--well they're called that or "wild garlic." Of the latter, I always go outside, yank some up and smell that onion-like smell and why? I always have even as a kid and still do plus I like that smell. Aside from that and picking daffodils and forsythia to bring inside, the dreariness continues here.

I suppose [as I always do,] that things could be far worse: I could be living in a country that has monsoons , one that has constant snow.or one that has months of darkness and perhaps I shouldn't complain. Shouldn't complain that March is also a month with a mind of its own for to me, it's downright fickle.........too windy, sunny, rainy or an off and on snowstorm. In fact , there is snow in our forecast but as to how much we shall receive is uncertain--just like March.

I got off tangent which is one of my biggest faults, for I was talking about dreary days and the sadness they bring  and not the month of March even if it does seem to fall into that category in a way. Hope you're smiling. :)

On this very day I have accomplished a lot but it's been in the form of making phone calls, appointments ,and the disgusting job of paying the ever monthly utility bills. But have I been outside as of yet? That answer would be a definite "No." But the day isn't over yet so that might change.

Days like this and those I spoke of are a part of life, and not much can be done about them except cope. Google what Mark Twain said of weather for he said in so many words..."A great deal has been said about the weather but not much has been done about it" and oh, he was so right.

Maybe today will turn out to be not so dreary: Who knows?
Meanwhile, my feelings are the same about days like this.

Sherry Hill

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Greetings from far far away.

I cannot believe I haven't been on here since before Christmas and yet it does seem a long time. Christmas came and went in a whoosh, and in January we were bombarded with snow. Instead of writing, I switched to painting [both are my greatest loves] and during the dreary days of January and February I painted over 20 paintings--some good and some "so so."

Ah but I did sneak in a new Amazon Kindle E book, as it was a story that needed told and I was the only one who could write it. And write it I did. Although I had recanted this story to my sons it is now available for anyone to read.

It's odd but when I write, I think of more stories and then the painting gene kicks in and throws me off kilter--maybe if you do both, you know exactly what I mean. It's a double edged sword of what to choose and I can't do both at the same time.

This newest Amazon Kindle E book is dear to my heart for many reasons: I can only hope that you experience the joy that the main character, Phoebe,felt the sorrow and the...I won't spoil the ending for you.

Again I apologize for being so lax in blogging. I will be on here more frequently: That 's a promise.

And should you decide to read my latest book, a sincere thanks to all of you!


https://www.amazon.com/His-Cigars-SB079NFHJMB/ref=sr_1_1herry-Hill-ebook/dp


Sherry Hill

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Thursday, December 7, 2017

HAD TO CHANGE MY AMAZON KINDLE E BOOK TITLE



Greetings,
Sometimes the best plans go haywire. I had chosen a title for my latest Amazon Kindle E book and gone through the publishing process only to see that someone else had a similar title; my only choice was to change it.

The new title is : "TWELVE CHRISTMAS MEMORIES."by Sherry Hill.

I apologize for any confusion.

I sincerely hope that you enjoy these true stories some of which are of miracles, some are sad and some are nostalgic..

Thanks so much for reading my new book if you choose to do so.

Sherry Hill

Monday, November 20, 2017

A NEW AMAZON KINDLE E BOOK IS READY



Greetings!

Today I uploaded twelve Christmas related stories into one Amazon Kindle E book.

If you celebrate Christmas wherever you live, I hope my stories all in one format evoke memories for you. Christmas is a feeling but there are many things that stir up our past memories. The title is "MEMORIES OF CHRISTMASES PAST."


Enjoy the E book should you have a Kindle or any other device and thank you!

Sherry Hill



https://www.amazon.com/dp/B077MJHRXH/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1511261708&sr=1-1&keywords=Memories+of+Christmases+Past+by+sherry+Hill



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Monday, October 30, 2017

TODAY IS THE DAY BEFORE HALLOWEEN



Today is October 30, 2107 and here as in maybe your country, tomorrow is Halloween which doesn't seem possible but it will be. As a kid  I loved this holiday as it meant dressing up as someone else, being able to go trick or treating in areas that I knew and with friends my own age, Adults with us? Never.

It was a time of being safe, being a free range kid and getting loads of candy--which also was safe, AND it was a time of magic--magic filled the air every single Halloween Day. Granted there were times I didn't like my then-boxed costume and many times I'd change it myself much to my mom's disdain.

About the age of eleven, I quit going out on Halloween to trick or treat because I had gotten tall and felt sort of dumb thinking about wearing a costume.

Looking back at how things were on Halloween or prior, no one decorated their houses with a gazillion lights, fake bats or yard decorations---all anyone had outside was a real pumpkin. Just one pumpkin.

And no one decorated the inside of their houses then: It just wasn't done at all.

And look at how things are in today's world for kids. It isn't safe for them to go out on Halloween to trick or treat at all and if they do,adults are with them. No one can or should trust any unknown houses or area for danger is too prevalent now. The good thing is that many churches, malls or neighborhoods have parties for kids and that's safe if they live in that area.


Decorating? Decorating for Halloween is a multi-million dollar business for too many people feel that they have to illuminate every single thing inside and outside plus add a ton of decorations. And that's fine if people want to do it although it's costly and runs up a giant electric bill --that's the downside. Yes, I have a pumpkin outside and some fall things but this year I stopped at just that for in the past, it was too much trouble taking it all down and putting it up. Age? Maybe but maybe I  didn't want to to into overload.


Whatever is your choice is fine. And I'm wishing you a Happy Halloween tomorrow and may it be safe and happy--most of all, enjoy it!

Sherry Hill
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Sunday, October 29, 2017

AN ACT OF KINDNESS WAS PAID BACK BY ANOTHER



This past Friday I stopped by a car wash as I had promised a man that I would give him a yearbook—not mine but one I bought at a thrift store three years ago. My reason for buying it in the first place was that it didn’t cost much at all and second, someone might need it. My stopping came from a prior conversation for I thought he had been a past student of mine but found out he had grown up in a different area here –that’s when I told him about the yearbook and said I’d gladly give it to him.

He had done a fantastic job washing and cleaning my car and I said I’d gladly bring it to him on Wednesday. Wednesday came and went as did Thursday but Friday, I grabbed the yearbook on my way out and headed for the car wash; as I approached, he saw my car and I pulled in and handed him the yearbook.

He was thrilled beyond words because he had not gotten his own for his senior year, and I was thrilled for him to have that yearbook. I told him I didn’t want any thanks: Fate had done its job. Off I went headed for the grocery store smiling at what had just taken place.

As usual, the store parking lot was full which meant my driving around and around to find a parking place which I finally did and walked inside the store. On my mind were three things to buy but as it happens, I had my grocery cart loaded with this and that; found a lane open that had one person in front of me and it wasn’t long before the cashier was checking me out.

I asked if there was anyone bagging groceries and the clerk said that there wasn’t anyone when all of a sudden a tall man with an orange shirt came up to where the groceries were ready to be bagged and started bagging them for me. Again I asked another question and that was “Does he work here?” The clerk replied “I’ve never seen him in my life and no, he doesn’t.” That man was all business as he put my groceries carefully into bags and said “There you are; all done!” I looked at him and not only thanked him but told him he was an angel. “Not really” he replied but I came back saying “Oh yes you are.”

What a wonderful thing for a stranger to do that for someone and that someone was a grateful me. On the way to the car, I thought about the two things that had happened that afternoon: I gave someone a gift because I simply wanted to do it, and in return, a stranger gave me the ultimate gift of help and kindness. There aren’t many days like that but when they occur take time to realize how rare and wonderful they are.  Kind human nature does exist even if the world is haywire—in fact, it happens more than you’d think and I saw it that day: I was a giver and a receiver and three people were happy.

Sherry Hill
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