I might be aging myself…    Does it still exist?

What is a bookmobile? It’s a library on wheels.

I grew up in a rural area in central Missouri. This was back in the ’60’s and early ’70’s. I don’t know why there wasn’t a library at that time.

I think the mobile library came once a week. (I’m not sure anymore. I’m old and I can’t remember.)  😉

Just getting to go into town was a treat. I grew up on a farm. At that time, Mom didn’t know how to drive. Every Thursday, my uncle came to pick us up in his car. We piled in and off we went to town. Each of us received a quarter to buy a bag of candy. After our little shopping spree, we were allowed to go into the bookmobile.

Two books each, children! Mom used to say. Two! Just two, Mom? C’mon! Please? Can I get more than that? She explained to me that there were other children that liked books, too. I had to share the bookmobile with others. So, two books, it was. As we grew older, we were allowed three. I enjoyed reading mystery stories such as The Nancy Drew and the Parker Brothers series. I could relate with Laura Ingalls Wilder and her life. I read every single one of her books over and over.

The driver of the bookmobile used to read us a story under the big shade tree. It was great fun sitting in the grass listening to her read. She used different voices for each character, too. I loved it! As I listened, I was drawn into the story. My imagination went crazy!

Since this during the summer, Mom let us read for awhile after we arrived back home. She loved to read. She always said that was her entertainment. She never had the opportunity to read until after us kids and Dad were in bed.

Such great memories!

Have a wonderful day!

Laurie Jackson





The Truth?

My eyes… mystery there….

If you want the truth, just look into my baby blues…

My eyes are a dead give away.

A friend from years past told me that my eyes were always a dead give away. No matter how hard I try to conceal my true feelings, my eyes show the truth. If someone wanted to know how I was truly feeling or truly thinking, just look into my eyes.

I may say I’m fine by my body language. From the depths of my eyes, down in my soul, may be another story.

Just saying’….

Have a blessed day!

Laurie Jackson


Corners Of The Earth

I will drive (or ride) to the far corners of the world to reach any of my children. I do not care how old my kids are. I will get to them one way or another. Day or night doesn’t matter to me, either. My kids call and I’ll coming running.

I received a phone call from my oldest son who happens to live 2 1/2 hours away in Illinois. He called me Saturday night and he sounded horrible!

It was kind of funny at first because I had been sitting there thinking I should call him to see how he was. My phone rang and his name was showing. I chuckled to myself and answered. When he said hello, I almost didn’t recognize his voice. He was all kinds of clogged up.

He told me that he had been ill the last couple of days. He convinced me that he was antibiotics. He had a culture taken but the results still had not confirmed if he had strep throat or something else. He promised me that he would give me a call on Sunday, the next day. Well, he didn’t call me. He didn’t call me until Monday afternoon.

First thing out of his mouth was that he was in the hospital. The meds he had been on had not helped at all. He had taken himself to the ER Sunday afternoon. The doctor gave him morphine because he was in so much pain. He said that he could barely talk. His tonsils were so huge that they were touching each other. The doctor wasn’t sure if my son’s tonsils were abscessed or just what was going on.

While on the phone with EJ (my son) Monday afternoon, I decided that we (my husband and I) would be going to Illinois. I needed to be close to my son and visa versa. EJ is 29. I could tell in his voice that he wanted me to come to the hospital.

When Alex and I arrived at the hospital (about 3 hours later), it was past visiting hours. The security guard gave us a visitor’s tag after he called up to the nurse’s station for clearance. I told him that we just drove three hours from Missouri to see my son. There was no way I was not going to see EJ. The guard kinda looked at me weird and told us to have a nice visit.

When Alex and I reached EJ’s room, I could hardly contain myself. I hugged EJ. He looked like death warmed over but I was so happy to see him. I could see in his eyes that he was thrilled to have us there. After a short while, Alex and I drove to EJ’s apartment. We spent the night there.

The next day, Alex and I took EJ’s bedding to the laundry mat to wash. We did his dishes, swept the floors and cleaned his bathroom. When we arrived at the hospital, EJ was being released. YAY!!!

We took him home and got him settled in for the night. Making sure EJ had everything that he needed, Alex and I headed home.

I hugged EJ and I could tell he was grateful that we had come up there.

Yesterday (Wednesday), EJ called me. He sounded so much better. The medicine that he was on this time was working. His tonsil was abscessed. The doctor said he won’t be removing EJ’s tonsils, though.

I’m just ecstatic that EJ is feeling better!

I do not care where my children live (Well, I do but that is a whole other blog.), if they need me, all they need to do is call. I’ll be there.

Have a blessed day!

Laurie Jackson




From Grandma’s Country Kitchen — Spanish Rice


1/2 pound bacon (about 10 slices) cut into 3/4″ pieces

1/2 pound hamburger

1 medium onion, chopped (1/2 cup)

2 cups water

1 cup uncooked regular rice

2/3 cup chopped green pepper

1 can (16 ounces) stewed tomatoes

1 teaspoon chili powder

1 1/4 teaspoon salt

1/8 teaspoon pepper

1/2 teaspoon dried oregano leaves

Fry bacon until crisp, drain on paper towels. Cook and stir hamburger and onion in 10″ skillet until hamburger is light brown.


Stir in bacon and remaining ingredients. Heat to boiling; reduce heat.

Cover and simmer, stirring occasionally until rice is tender, about 30 minutes.

(Add small amount of water during cooking if necessary.)

Serves: 6


Laurie Jackson

From Grandma’s Country Kitchen — Buried Treasure


1 package (4 serving size) Jello Brand Instant Pudding & Pie Filling, any flavor

Cool Whip Whipped Topping, frozen

Prepare pudding mix as directed on the package. Using a spoon, scoop out four balls of frozen whipped topping and place in each of four dessert glasses. Spoon pudding over whipped topping in glass.


Makes 2 2/3 cups.


Laurie Jackson

From Grandma’s Country Kitchen — Kettle Corn


2 cups corn kernels

2 cups vegetable cooking oil

1 cup sugar

A big fat pinch of salt

Put 5 kernels in pot. Then, put in 2 cups vegetable oil and stir. Wait until all five kernels are popped. Pour in the rest of the kernels. Stir until half are popped. Next, add 1 cup sugar. Stir until all are most are popped. (Cook on high.)


Have a wonderful day!

Laurie Jackson

The Door Was Ajar

I had just crawled into bed and was snuggled under my blankets when I noticed that the closet door was open. I laid there and watched the door. Then, my imagination kicked in.

What was behind the door? Was there a boogie man deep in the closet? Was he coming out to eat me? Should I get up and just close the door? I imagined that the boogie man was over huge! Over 6 feet tall with lots of fur. His eyes bulged out. He had claws that were at least 10 inches long! He’d probably take one swipe at me and that would be that. I’d be gone. I started to sob.

I looked around the bedroom. My sisters and brother were asleep. How could they possibly be sleeping at a time like this? The closet door was open! The door wasn’t open very much but still. It was open just enough for a creature to slither out!

I wanted to scream and I did, too!

“Mom! Mom! I need you!”

I waited and slid further under the blankets. I waited for Mom to arrive. Nothing.

I thought how dare she not come to my rescue! Doesn’t she know I’m scared? Where is she??

“MOM! MOM! PLEASE come here! I need you!”

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Mom came to my rescue, (or so I thought).

“What’s the matter with you? You trying to wake up Dad?”

I pointed to the closet door. “The door is open. The boogie man will come out and eat me.” I started sobbing. I thought maybe Mom would feel sorry for me and lay down beside me. No such luck.

She leaned in toward me and said, “My child, I am tired. We have been going through this all week. Has a boogie man come out to eat you yet? No.” Mom sighed, took a breath and continued.

“Look at your brother and sisters. They are sleeping soundly. I don’t understand you at all. I’m going to bed. You’ll be fine, I promise. Please just go to sleep. I love you. I’ll see you in the morning.” Mom stood up and walked out of the room.

I cried harder and louder. Mom didn’t come back. I covered my head with my pillow with one eye facing the closet. I was determined to watch that closet door. I just knew some creature was going to jump out at me.

Apparently I fell asleep because the next thing I knew, Mom was waking me up for school. My eyes flew open and looked at the closet door. It was still ajar. I thought to myself that okay, the boogie man had changed his mind. Perhaps he was waiting for a better night. Well, tonight when I go to bed, I’m gonna make sure that door is closed nice and tight! I was going to make sure no boogie man had a chance to eat me!

I smirked to myself, jumped out of bed and dressed for school.


Have a blessed day!

Laurie Jackson


From Grandma’s Country Kitchen — Barley Pilaf


1 tablespoon margarine or butter

1/3 cup uncooked barley

1 tablespoon instant minced onion

1 teaspoon instant chicken bouillon

1/4 teaspoon celery salt

1/8 teaspoon pepper

1 cup boiling water

1 tablespoon snipped parsley

Heat oven to 325 degrees

Mix all ingredients except parsley in ungreased 2 1/2 cup casserole.

Cover and bake until barley is done, about 1 hour.

Stir in parsley.

Serves 2


Laurie Jackson

From Grandma’s Country Kitchen — Apple Roly-Poly


1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour

1/4 cup sugar

4 teaspoons baking powder

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/4 cup shortening

1/4 cup margarine

2/3 cup sour cream


1/4 cup margarine, softened

1 cup brown sugar

2 teaspoons cinnamon

6 cups apples, peeled, coarsely shredded (about 5 cups)


2 1/2 cups water

1/2 cup light cream

2 tablespoons brown sugar

1 teaspoon cinnamon

In a mixing bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. Cut in shortening and butter until crumbly. Add sour cream and blend until a ball forms. Roll out on floured surface into a 15″ x 10″ rectangle. Spread with softened butter; sprinkle with remaining filling ingredients. Roll up jelly roll style starting with long side. Cut into 12 slices. Place slices cut side down in oblong pan.

For topping, combine water, brown sugar and cinnamon in a saucepan. Bring to a boil, remove from heat. Stir in cream. Carefully pour hot topping over dumplings.

Bake, uncovered at 350 degrees for 35 minutes or until bubbly.

(Center will jiggle when dumplings are hot but will set as dumplings stand a few minutes.)

Serve warm.


Laurie Jackson