It’s funny how some things are so entwined with certain days.

At Momma’s table, and later at ours, celebrations meant many things.

There was the reason to celebrate

– a holiday, a birthday, an anniversary, good grades on the report cards,

just having a good day,

or the many times we made up days to celebrate . . .

National Watch TV in your PJ’s Day . . .

National Have Ice Cream for Breakfast Day . . .

National Read to Your Momma while she cooks Day . . .

and a hundred more that we grabbed out of the air so we could celebrate 😉

Cakes were mixed and poured into pans,

steps were careful as the cakes baked

– didn’t want to make one fall 😉

Cookies were rolled, cut, baked and decorated

– or dropped into those melt-in-your-mouth “ugly” cookies.

Tables and counters were filled to overflowing with foods and drinks

– leaving barely enough room for a plate here or there.

And then . . .

there was the Pie.

Somewhere along the way Pie became the signal that THIS was a celebration!

My, oh my!

How I love Pie!

And of course, Coffee was always on!

Still is, just saying 😉

Here you will find some of the stories about those days

– yesteryear memories, and not so long ago as well.

Gotcha a chair right here, a good cup of Coffee

. . . and of course – PIE! 😉