Monica Kochelee

When I was a little girl I loved the Nancy Drew Mystery Books.  My sisters and I had a huge collection of them.  Now that I’m thinking about them, I wonder whatever happened to them!  But I digress….  When I had my first son, I thought he would enjoy reading the Hardy Boy books.  So I bought a bunch of them, pretty much as many as I could find.  Well, he never read a single one of them.  And neither did my younger son.  So I have a ton of Hardy Boy Books that have never been read.  Just taking up space on my bookshelf, collecting dust.  From time to time I think about getting rid of them, but being the pack-rat that I am, I am SURE that at some point in time there will be a male relative who wants them!  Maybe I should pack them in a plastic storage box and put some desiccant in the box and store them in the basement.  I could use the shelf they are on the the media room for something else!

My son and I were watching the June 19 episode of The Colbert Report on the Internet earlier today because my son had seen the episode and saw Sesame Street’s Cookie Monster on the show.  Remembering how much I enjoyed watching Sesame Street with him some twenty-odd years ago, he looked it up on the Comedy Channel’s website so I could see it too.

I was shocked to see that Cookie Monster has learned to eat healthier foods in recent years - he now loves fruit too!  It was a cute very cut episode; if you would like to watch it click here.

While I was just browsing around the Internet, I saw an interesting website that talked about the history of Father’s Day.  It seems that it was the brainstorm of a woman who was raised by her father, along with her many brothers and sisters.  Her mother died her last childbirth, leaving the father to raise the kids all by themselves.  I thought it was a very interesting story, if you’d like to read it, click here.

Grandma Bobbie loved astrology.  She would read her horoscope every day in the morning paper before she would do anything beyond fix breakfast!  If the horoscope predicted a bad day she might put off her errands until the next day.  She used to buy me books about astrology, and made sure that I knew what my “sign” was.  She got me interested in reading my horoscope on a daily basis, too! I don’t know if she had even ever heard of Free Will Astrology, I wonder what she would have thought of it!

My Grandma Bobbie was a “hot ticket.”  She was a lot of fun; when she was younger she was a real “party girl.”  She loved to laugh, she loved to dance.

She taught me how to knit and crochet and sew.  She was one of the very few people in my family that I enjoyed being with pretty much anytime of the day or night.  She would save up her McCall’s magazines and let me cut out the Betsy McCall paper dolls and play with them.

She loved to go to psychics and have her fortune told, then she would tell me that her psychic told her that I was going to be a nurse.  Well, that never happened, but I did want to become a veterinarian.  That never happened, either, due to parental interference (very long sob story!)

She would have loved the Internet if she had lived long enough to see how it has progressed over the few short years it has been in existence.  She died on my birthday in 1987, and I miss her terribly.