oneta sammy

Picture November, 2017.  Oneta and Sammy wishing you a Merry Christmas!

Blogging Friends:  The following is a Facebook status I posted about four years ago.   FB shot it up at me the other day so I decided to blog it.  Hope you enjoy this look at my husband and me. I have added on some comments from my family and friends who know us.  Enjoy another laugh with me.

Those of you who know Sammy and me will get a kick out of this. I made casseroles one night over holiday and planned to cook them next morning before the family arrived.   (Springfield is my hometown of about 2500 people.)

My dream:

Sammy and I were in Springfield and I was supposed to have casseroles cooked for the community at 12:00 at the courthouse. I had lost Sammy. When I found him, he was entertaining a group of people, one of whom said, “You sure have a nice husband.” I agreed but said I needed him to take me to the courthouse quickly. He nicely got up and started down the street with me, strolling along like the Englishman he is, greeting everyone and passing the time of day. I’m nearly dragging him along. After walking several blocks with my grouchiness and his cheerfulness we finally found the van in a somebody’s garage. I hop in and shut the door quickly; he notices a street sign that is wobbly so he asks folks nearby if they have a screwdriver and tells them he can fix the sign. Someone offers a screwdriver and he tightens the sign before getting in the van. I’m steaming and the conversation is rather unbecoming of me. We do get to the courthouse in time, and someone else has put the casseroles in the oven.


All’s well that ends well. I’ll keep Sammy.


Comments from family who know

Sammy and me:

From a neice:  Ha ha! You two are a joy.

 From a nephew:  That is hilarious!

Another sister:   Soooo like you both! You so helpful to the community, Sam so friendly and Mr. I’ll Fix It For You.

Another neice:  Love it. And reading your writing is just like hearing you telling it. I love it. You both are special!!!!!

A note from myself:  I’ve been laughing four days. It is rare I remember a dream with a beginning and an end. It really was so much like me and my “nothing moves me” husband. I’m thankful – unless I’m wanting to move him.


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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17 Responses to CASSEROLE DREAMS and SAMMY

  1. says:

    Merry Christmas, Oneta and Sammy. It’s always fun to see a picture of such a good writer. Blessings to you both ❤️

  2. Oh, I love this! Sammy sounds as outgoing as my Tim! I think that between the two of them, they probably know a good percentage of the world’s population 😉 We can’t go anywhere but that Tim knows someone! 🙂 Love your writing! Love this story! Merry Christmas, Oneta! ❤

    • oneta hayes says:

      Thank you, Lynn, and a Merry Christmas back to you. Sam is over at the Center right now doing a tapdancing routine with a group. I’m home and loving it. Really I was going to go watch but I’m having car trouble so missed out this time. I’m thinking you will probably keep your Tim also. We are blessed. 😀

  3. I knew you were…and now I know Sammy is as well—nuts!!!
    Or maybe that’s peas…as in two in a pod!
    I do pray you both have a most joyous Christmas with all of your families both near and far!!!!
    You crack me up Oneta! 🙂

  4. Yinglan says:

    Merry Christmas, Oneta! 🎄 Nice to see a picture of you in a post! 😃

  5. shoreacres says:

    Dreams are so funny, and this is an especially amusing one. I can just see you, sitting there in the van steaming while he fixes the street sign. But — inquiring minds want to know: what kind of casseroles were they?

    Whatever they were, I know they were good. Enjoy your holiday “fixins” this year, too, and Merry Christmas to you and Sammy. I hope it’s filled with joy.

    • oneta hayes says:

      They were already at the courthouse so I never got a peek. I don’t think in my wildest dream or imagination I could have really cooked – like in putting ingredients together. We (family) are doing our Christmas thing here at our house Saturday, starting with a big meal. Yes, big and good. Going together to buffet at the Golden Corral. I don’t want to make Monday’s Christmas dinners anti-climatic by cooking the first big dinner of the weekend. Buy that excuse? Merry Christmas to you; hope you make warm memories.

  6. Ha! Very cute post. Glad you shared it with us. Merry Christmas to you both. 🙂

    • oneta hayes says:

      IB, have a joyous Christmas season extending into the new year and starting 2018 with an anticipated look for some sanity in our world. If you find it, share with me! Truthfully my part of the world is quite blessed – well sometimes. Ha. Merry Christmas to you and your family.

  7. calensariel says:

    My first thought is “a typical man!” LOL So did you ever figure out what the dream was telling you, Oneta? 😉

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