A New Christmas Tradition

 After buying the cabin, the cleaning began. We called out to friends and family to help dust and scrub and move in any extra furniture and kitchen supplies anyone had. This will be a retreat for all to share so everyone willingly participated.

While cleaning we decided to go check out the area under the cabin. Among the hot water heaters and pipes and several empty beer cans and bottles and wires and support poles we saw a large black garbage bag. It was covered in dirt and sitting on the dirt foundation.  My daughter, Heather, who never passes up a challenge crawled back as far as she could, being short herself helped, and pulled this large bag out. I especially was nervous when she untied and opened the bag. What if there was a mouse inside or worse,  a whole nest!! When we saw it was greenery we decided to take it to the back porch upstairs and see what else this magical bag held.  To our delight it was a whole Christmas tree. As she pulled and tugged out came old fashioned big tree lights, also covered in mud, and a few homemade ornaments. Heather being a nurse immediately made me throw them away because of mildew but we did keep one and left it outside for a pattern that some day we’ll use as a Christmas craft project. She went to work putting the tree together without instructions and I started washing the old lights. Before long the tree was up and we even found a bow and ribbon that didn’t need too much help. Most of the lights worked when plugged in and now we are ready for Christmas at the cabin too! It’s fun to bring new life into old things.

At this time of year we are reminded more than any other time of our promise to of a new life. God sent his only son to be born for our sakes. Merry Christmas everyone!


Cabin Fever/Barbecue Turkey Sandwiches

IMG_3730Sevierville, Tennessee is located in the Smoky Mountains near Knoxville, Tennessee. When I lived in Maryville and Knoxville in the seventies it was a small town with only a few local owned restaurants and many adventurious  hiking trails. The rambling rivers had big rocks you could sit on and have a picnic while watching the river pass you by. And camping was available from primitive to places for big campers to hook up. This is where Dolly Parton grew up and she has never forgotten her roots. Because of her influence and money there is something for everyone now. There are shops of all kinds, knife, pottery, candy, nuts, wine, clothing, just to mention a few. And go carts, miniture golf, helicopter rides, simulated skydiving, horseback riding, oh the list goes on. Restaurants for any craving you might have. If you look hard enough you can still find some of those local owned restaurants with woodburning fireplaces serving mountain country food. Dolly’s Dollywood has more than just rides too. Her whole family is involved in the music performances so you can imagine how good they sound. Since the cabin is just four and a half hours from Charleston, West Virginia, where we spent a wonderful family Thanksgiving, we drove to the cabin to spend the night on the way home. David Yaussy, our beloved brother in law, who is willing to put anything in his outside deep fryer, fried the turkey, fish, potatoes and twinkies!!  All turned out delicious!  The next morning the smell coming from the kitchen was barbecue. David had decided to turn some of the leftover turkey  into barbecue for sandwiches. The recipe for this is a family affair.  First David fries the turkey. Then Dick Yaussy, David’s dad, is given the chore of getting off all the turkey pieces from the turkey bones and he does such a terrific job no one else is ever even asked. (Thank goodness) Then you put pieces pulled apart into the crock pot. Another family member, Sherri Yaussy, has given us her family’s barbecue sauce and we pour that all over the meat and heat it for awhile. Of course you can use any barbecue sauce you like. We take turns stirring it occasionally.

This was a tasty supper for us as we ate by the fire enjoying our little getaway in the mountains.image imageimage