Thanks to everyone who entered a caption into our contest "One Liners: You Tell the Story!"
We have captions from LVP, Thomas, dawngp, Brenda, Amy, Mike J, Jenny, Ryan, and Jenna.
Now it's time to vote for your favorite! You'll find the polling box in the sidebar to the right. You can vote more than once...just to make it interesting.
Here are the complete captions for your reading pleasure. We'll announce the winner on Monday, so get voting!
I've added a link on all the names of people who have their own blogs. Be sure to pay them a visit!
Thomas MacEntee: ". . . AFLAC!" and also ". . . duck named L'Orange?"
dawngp: "Why is it that real ducks don't like to be cuddled?"
Brenda: Duckie says, com-on daughter - turnaround!, you are coming with me!
Amy (We Tree): "Why is that AFLAC duck always on my tail?"
Mike J and Jenny: But why can't I take it home?
Mike J: Honest mom, it wasn't me it was the duck!!
Jenny: Mr. Duck thought to himself, "Look at that cute little girl, she looks a lot like her grandpa when he was a little girl.
Jenna: No one could have guessed what would happen when the unsuspecting little girl turned her back on the seemingly "innocent" duck.
Ryan:
Conversation that happened before this photo was taken:
Jolyn- Do you think it really is possible?
Duck- Of course it is, my uncle does it all the time.
Jolyn- I just think it wouldn't feel as good as swimming in water.
Duck-
Trust me, Uncle Scrooge McDuck has his daily swim in his tower of
coins, and ever since he started this workout regiment his feathers
have never been shinier.
Jolyn- But I don't have feathers and I think it would hurt.
Duck-
No good thing comes without pain. Besides, (begins to furrow in his
feathers) you never know what will show up under your wing.
Jolyn- (turning away) I think you shouldn't furrow beneath your outter layers in public...it's making me uncomfortable.
Dawn- CHEEEESE! (takes picture)
LVP: "He don't like me"
Daisy Duck said, "I don't want to play"
"But, we could bring him back tomorrow"
"Please? I'll keep him in my room"
"See? He wants to go with me"
THANKS TO EVERYBODY WHO PARTICIPATED - GOOD LUCK!
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Kay from Kay B's Place and Msteri from Heritage Happens have given Uphill Both Ways the Kreativ Blogger award. This is a great honor for this brand new blog!
I now get to pass it on to seven of my favorite bloggers....
Linda of Exploring Almost Forgotten Gravesites in Ohio
Mike of The Adventures of Mike and His Bike
Adam of Please Don't Eat Sushi!
Tipper of Blind Pig and the Acorn
Colleen of CMJ Office
Debbie of Blanton Family Roots and Branches
Becky at Kinnexions
Be sure to visit them all!
Here are the rules connected with the KreativBlogger Award:
1. Copy the award to your site.
2. Link to the person from whom you received the award.
3. Nominate 7 other bloggers.
4. Link to those sites on your blog.
5. Leave a message on the blogs you nominate.
Congratulations to all - and thanks again, Kay and Msteri!
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Thank you JoLyn for the Kreativ Blogger award! It encourages me to continue in the best way I can.
You're welcome, Linda! It's always a pleasure to read your blog!
Congrats to you JoLyn!! You deserve it as your blog is outstanding!
Thank you for passing it along to me-makes my day to know you like what
I do at the Blind Pig!!
Love Love the new design you've got!
It's time to get ready for the 2nd edition of "One Liners: You Tell the Story."
Here are the rules:
It's Easy!
Here's the photo......
(click on the photo for a close-up)
And here's a word prompt to get you started....
"Why is it that...."
Start with that one or come up with your own!
Good Luck!
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. . . AFLAC!
"Why is it that real ducks don't like to be cuddled?"
Duckie says, com'on daughter - turnaround!, you are coming with me!
Dang it, Thomas beat me to it.
Mine *was* going to be: "Why is that AFLAC duck always on my tail?"
But why can't I take it home?
But why can't I take it home?
. . . duck named L'Orange?"
honest mom, it wasn't me it was the duck!!
Mr. Duck thought to himself, "Look at that cute little girl, she looks a lot like her grandpa when he was a little girl."
Just came across your blog and the Gunnell name stood out. That's my maiden name. I'll read more now...
No one could have guessed what would happen when the unsuspecting little girl turned her back on the seemingly "innocent" duck.
Oh my gosh - I used to wear little sunsuites just like that - It was always such a pain to go potty though - but I loved them - ha ha.....
Conversation that happened before this photo was taken:
Jolyn: Do you think it really is possible?
Duck: Of course it is, my uncle does it all the time.
Jolyn: I just think it wouldn't feel as good as swimming in water.
Duck:
Trust me, Uncle Scrooge McDuck has his daily swim in his tower of
coins, and ever since he started this workout regiment his feathers
have never been shinier.
Jolyn: But I don't have feathers and I think it would hurt.
Duck:
No good thing comes without pain. Besides, (begins to furrow in his
feathers) you never know what will show up under your wing.
Jolyn: (turning away) I think you shouldn't furrow beneath your outter layers in public...it's making me uncomfortable.
Dawn: CHEEEESE! (takes picture)
JoLyn,
I've awarded you a Kreativ Blogger Award at http://kbea831.wordpress.com/
Cheers!
JoLyn,
I also chose you for the Kreativ Blogger Award!Check
it out at my post "I Am So Honored" at Heritage Happens,
http://heritagehappens.blogspot.com/
"He don't like me"
Daisy Duck said, "I don't want to play"
"But, we could bring him back tomorrow"
"Please? I'll keep him in my room"
"See? He wants to go with me"
I've received several hilarious sayings from some friends.... I just have to share!
Thanks everybody for sharing! Do you have an old adage that we need to know about? Leave a comment - just click on "Comments" below and follow the instructions.
Photo courtesy of The Vintage Moth - Free Vintage Clipart.
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Lorine McGinnis Schulze
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This is interesting, thanks for collecting these sayings. My mother had a few (why is it mostly mothers??): These are so funny, Lorine - thanks for sharing! My Dad (' 15 - '07) used to say "It's as slippery as owl poop on a wet pine board." That's hilarious!! Hmmm .... I know I've heard a lot of "sayings" in my family, but I'm
having a hard time remembering. One that stuck with me was, "If brains
were dynamite, he couldn't blow his nose." My Dad, turned 80 in January, created what he called "Clark's Corellary to Murphy's Law" I've cleaned it up from how he said it. More great sayings. The one that Mike mentioned-I've always heard it
as "tastes so good it'll make you slap your Granny" funny how the
saying change in different areas/families. The buggy flour-yuck! But I
bet she was practicing Waste Not Want Not! Thanks for your comments - it's so fun to hear what people say in different families and different parts of the country!
"I'm so hungry my stomach thinks my throat's been cut"
"Might
as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb" This might have been an English
expression - both my maternal grandparents were born in England. It
refers to the days of poachers being hung for shooting an animal, and
means if you're gonna do something wrong you might as well go all out!
Not what most moms teach their children but I know she didn't mean for
us to go out and do terrible things.
"The probability of everthing going to heck is inversely proprotionate to the desireability of having it happen."
He
was a Family Doctor in Southern California and always had a fresh batch
of jokes to tell that had been shared by his patients. He said the
little old ladies always seemed to tell the most off-color jokes.
Adage: a traditional saying expressing a common experience or observation; a proverb.
Mae Brown is legendary for her traditional sayings that have been passed down through the generations. Her daughter, Mary, remembers them all and shares them with her children and grandchildren. It seems like for every occasion, there's an adage to go with it!
For
instance, if a couple got married who didn't seem well-matched, Mae
might say, "She probably married him to get rid of him!" Or, "There's a
Jack for every Jill." Or even "She jumped over all of the daisies and
landed in a cow pie!" (I've never heard that one before - but I think it's my favorite!)
There
were sayings to go with housework as well. When children were visiting
or playing when there was work to be done, she'd say, "This and better
might do, but this and worse will never do." And if one of her children
tried to take a short-cut on chores, and had to do it again? "Lazy
people always have to work the hardest."
When her children
couldn't understand why something was the way it was, she would
exclaim, "Kids and fools should never see anything until it is
finished," or "It's not what you want that makes you fat, its what you
get." (Do you think the kids knew what she meant?! I think she
probably got them so distracted trying to figure it out, they forgot
what they wanted!)
If something happened that couldn't be
helped, she would declare: "There is no use crying over spilled milk."
Or, "No use closing the barn door after the horse is out." (I've heard the one about spilled milk - even used it myself - but not the barn door!)
Here's a few more:
How about you? Have you heard any of these old sayings and adages? Please leave me a comment and share some more!
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Fun reading, JoLyn. I grew up with my grandparents and did hear some of these adages. I don't think I heard the range that you have. But I find myself repeating some sometimes, and think we've suffered a loss in cultural understanding of the past by not having the family relationships we used to so that these things could be passed down.
Here's a southern saying from a college roommate referring to a great meal.
"That tastes so good it will make you want to whoop your mama and reach across the table and slap your daddy."
Also
my grandparents used to refer to aggressive driving as "Slow down who
do you think you are Barney Oldfield" This was the first person to
drive over 60 MPH.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barney_Oldfield
What a fun post! I love all the old sayings-and I always wonder who said them first and why.
Utah State University - flags flying to celebrate the end of the war
1918 was a difficult year - all over the world. The Great War had been going for four long years. It was winding to a close, but who could really know for sure? An influenza epidemic also spread across the country, and killed more people than died in the world war.
Everyone knew someone who dealt with the tragedies of war and disease. Many families sent their sons overseas to battle; most families had someone sick with the 'flu. And every family was affected by the loss of life from both.
WWI Soldier and people wearing masks because of the flu
Our family is fortunate enough to have diaries, histories, and photos that give us an inside look at what these people's lives were like and how they lived through it. And they show us that life really did just keep going on.
Hazel Heninger (my mother's mother) was 21 in 1918. Her life revolved around riding the 'car' to Logan, going to dances, meeting cute boys, and doing her household chores. But the war and the 'flu were ever-present in her diary writing in 1918. Here's a little peek...
1918
August
Preston (her brother) has sailed. I suppose he is on the ocean now. How we hope he has a safe voyage and has good health. Most of the 145th Field Artillery have arrived over seas. Last Friday eve. Millville had a Farewell for her ten Soldiers.
Preston Heninger
The 26th was dear Preston's birthday. How I do miss him and hope this War will soon quit, so our Brothers etc. may come back to us.
October 24
Everything i.e. all public Gatherings etcetera are closed have been for 2 weeks. The 12th was to have been Liberty Day celebration in Logan, But the Influenza broke out. My but it is bad. There are many deaths. Many people wear masks.Everyone wore masks to protect themselves from the flu
November 5To day is election voting day. Went to Logan at 3 -- quite a few people on street considering. Maby 2 doz. How I wish this Influenza would stop so we could soon have something. I'm simply wild to go to a dance.
We heard last Friday of Carl P. Lieshman's death. I simply coulden't believe it. Dear old Carl how well I remember him at all times.
Thur. Nov 7, -18
The Bells began ringing, the whistles blowing and quite a big noise to-day, re'ced word Germany had given in, but a later telegram, denied it. This wicked cruel war.
Mon. 11 about 1.30 a.m.
We were awakened by the Loud ringing of Bells & Whistling, all kinds of noises. This was for sure. The Big headlines on paper were "GREAT WORLD WAR ENDS" How happy that made us all feel. (In border on top of page) "Great World War Comes to End." The Kiaser gave up woulden't sign pease terms. each time the whistles blew it sounded to me like "Our Brothers & friends will come home, home." Why I just felt like hugging everyone.
A float in the Armistice Day Celebration Parade
On Monday people gathered at Logan. On account of the "Flu" They coulden't celebrate. Are going to have Celebration on Thanksgiving.Sat. 16
The papers are quite encouraging about "Flu" situation. Much on improve.
Ruby died of Flu & Spinal Mg. at Okland, Calif Leon Allen has Flu.
In case I get 'Fluenza I shall make a Will. Beginning. I, Hazel Dean Heninger being of sound mind - or sane - body and estate do declare this to be my last will & Testament. 1st.-
Nov 24 Sunday.
Everyone has to wear masks--so awful I think--O I think this Flu is awful. Stay in all the time. Allen's recd a telegram from France stating Orin was killed in action.
Have just read in today's Salt Lake Telegram that 145 Field Artillery was coming home. O I can't express my feelings. Preston is in that artillery. It is just over a year since we took or rather went with the dear boy down to S.L.C. & out to Ft Douglas.
Soldiers marching in the Armistice Day Celebration Parade in Logan, Utah
Hazel had a little photograph album - in it were these photos of the Armistice Day celebration and parade in Logan, Utah. This celebration was actually put off until Thanksgiving because the 'flu epidemic was so bad. What a celebration it must have been - can't you just feel their excitement at finally having that horrible war over?
One thing I love about Hazel's diary is that mixed in with the horrors and tragedies of war and disease are just the simple life experiences of a 21 year old girl.
Hazel Heninger
Cute entries like:
...A letter from Aunt Priscilla, conveying the news that perhaps she would soon be up with an escort, a male one at that...
...H. smiled and spoke so nice. My but he is nice to me lately; ie. since I've become better acquainted. Ask where I resided, I fooled with him. But he can come if I want him to. He is the most handsome boy I know...
...I have been receiving a great many telephone calls lately. Five diff. boys from S.A.T.C. called last Sat night. Some of the usual called. N.B. D.S. also D.W. He called Fri night also. He (latter) puts other fellows at phone--and by the way I think I'm quite polite talking to fellows I don't know...
...I wonder if any one will ever read this- they'd sure think I was queer.
I hope no one ever gets a peep
in the open pages here...
Don't you just love her?!
Does your family have records and memories of World War I? I hope you'll leave a comment and share!
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WOW! thank you for sharing. She may have been embarrassed at the time, but how wonderful to be able to see into her personality a bit.
I know...I've tried to think how she'd feel about me sharing her diary! I decided that she's okay with it - I think she has a cute sense of humor and she'd be happy that we care and want to know her!
It's so fun to read my great grandmother's words when she was just a little younger than me! It sounds like we may have some same personality traits!
This is so special...I just love it! Can I forward it to Gordon's
girls? They would just love seeing it. You are so special and I am so
lucky to be in this Family!!!
I love You.
Aunt Candi
This is so special...Would you mind if I sent it on to Uncle Gordon's daughters? They woud just love it!
You are so special to do this.
I Love You,
Aunt Candi
Thanks Aunt Candi! Please do - I am so glad you are enjoying it!
Yes I love her!! And you for sharing it with us all! What an amazing time-to have experienced the great flu epidemic and world war. That time in history is one of my favorites to study. People had such perseverance and fortitude concerning their difficult lives-they just amaze me.
Today is the first edition of "One Liners - You Tell the Story." But for this first edition, I won't be asking you for the caption...
This photo has already been given its caption. At least 60 years ago - maybe more - Josh's sons and daughters gave this photo its name. It's hilarious, and you'll have to agree with their name - although it's not very politically correct in this day and age!
For the next edition of "One Liners," I'll ask you to come up with the caption. Now you know what we're looking for. Stay tuned!
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What a great idea! Your Dad was precious when he was a little girl!
By the way, I tried to click on "Follow this Blog" and can't. Is this a blogger blog or Wordpress?
Judy
That caption is a RIOT! Thanks so much for creating this blog and for sharing, JoLyn! I'm loving this. I also like the blogs you suggest on your left sidebar. I also love Chickens in the Road and the Sushi one, but am a new subscriber now to the Appalachian blog. You are a gem! I'll be followin' ya!
I laughed out loud and Christine said, "he does look like a girl!" Do you remember seeing that picture in Gammy's house and Mom telling us that was Grandpa when he was a little girl?
I honestly don't know how he could hold back the tears long enough to have that picture taken. I'm almost crying for him just looking at that picture.
Thanks everyone for your nice compliments!
Well he was a pretty little girl :) Reminds me-one time my best
friend and I dressed up her little brother and painted his finger
nails-her father wasn't happy with us!
Love the idea behind the caption posts-very neat!
Why in the world did we ever stop wearing hats? Aren't they beautiful? Plus, think of all the stress you'd save on a bad hair day...just put on a cute hat!
Hats must have been all the rage in the early 20th century in Logan, Utah, and the surrounding communities. From the looks of things, every girl had more than one hat. I think they might have been the most important fashion accessory.
My
great-grandmother, Sarah Ann Brown Gunnell was a milliner or hat maker.
She wrote a short life story - this little excerpt tells how she got
her start making hats:
Sarah Ann Gunnell"At the age 16, I was sent to learn the millenary and dress making art to Sister Ellen Whiton. Thereafter I followed that line in a limited way sewing and making straw hats. My sister braiding the straw and various patterns. I had become quite adept at making the trimming for the hats out of the natural and died straw thus we manufactured all the family hats and sold many."
These are her three oldest children - Rosella, Veda, and Charles - I'm sure she's the one that made their cute little hats!
What about you - do you wish we still wore hats like they used to wear? What kind of hat would you choose? Do you have old family photos of women wearing hats?
I hope you'll leave me a comment and let me know - just click on "comments" below this post and follow the instructions!
This story is my contribution to the 10th edition of the Blog Carnival "Smile for the Camera."
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I love the hats. I like to wear baseball caps but how awesome would it be if we wore hats like those. They would be like shoes for me...get one you love and then you have to buy clothes to match it. My favorite is the one Hazel has on in the portrait. She sure was pretty! ~Jenny
I'm with you - a hat for every outfit...or an outfit for every hat!
Love all the hat photos. My Mom makes hats-crocheted-for my girls they wear them a lot-but aren't allowed to wear them to school which is a bummer.
Grandfather told me this incident that happened in their early-married life. (Sometime around 1868.) They lived in a one-room log cabin, which was located north east of the house which still stands today. As far back as I remember this log cabin was used for a chicken coop, with a wide shed built on the west side and in front of the barn.
One evening Grandfather and Grandmother were sitting, side-by-side on the door step, enjoying the coolness of the evening, with a loaded gun lying across Grandfather's knees as protection in case of marauding Indians, when a bullet passed between them and lodged in a plank of the door. They could see where the shot was fired from by the smoke in the sagebrush as they looked out toward the point of the hill to the north.Grandfather quickly pulled up his gun and fired into the smoke and he and Grandmother passed quickly into the house. They were not molested any more that evening or through the night.
The next morning, Grandfather walked over on the hill to the place where he thought the shot had been fired from. As he related the sotry, he said, "By dod, I had to bury an Indian!"
A wonderful story to be passed down through your family! Makes me smile too.
What a great story!
And Miles' version is a keeper! There's a writer in the making!
Grandma had an amazing memory. One of her favorite stories was "A Little Wee Small Red Hen." This story-poem came from a little storybook she often read to her daughter LaWana, who was born in 1920. Her children remember that when they were small, she would recite the "Red Hen" to them when she mixed and kneaded bread. Larry remembers climbing up on the counter to watch her roll out the loaves and to listen to the story.
She had the whole story-poem memorized and each character had a different voice. Even now, in my mind, I can hear her do the voices of the Red Hen, the Fox, and Mrs. Fox - even though she died in 1984. And I'm amazed that I still have some parts of it in my head, even though I never purposefully memorized it.
Grandma became famous for this story. She recited it at public gatherings, and made a life-size fox costume that she put on a stick and took with her to do her readings. This photo is of her in her later years with the fox. (My brother Greg is in the costume.)
I really loved the "Red Hen" and when I was little she wrote up the whole story for me, including illustrations that she cut out from that little storybook. You can see the originals below - on the last page, you can see her personal note to me.
This story as told by Grandma Perkins is part of our heritage. If you are one of her descendants, I'm sure you are familiar with it.
What stories and poems are your family's favorites? Please leave a comment and tell me what stories are part of your heritage!
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The picture of Grandma and Greg in the costume didn't show for me...it's one of my favorites. this blog is awesome. ~Jenny
I voted. Neat idea.
Thanks for voting!
I want to vote for "Please, I'll keep him in my room." but since Mike already voted for something, it won't let me. will you please add a vote for me? ~Jenny
Thanks, Jenny - I added your vote!
Sorry I missed out on the captioning-but my favorite was Mike J's it wasn't me it was the duck one! Such a neat thing you're doing JoLyn!