Sundays

When I was growing up Sunday was the day that Dad made homemade popcorn and we watched a movie. While we were making popcorn he would sometimes tell us about when he was growing up. He would make a huge garbage bag full of popcorn for his family and they would eat that after their hotdogs for dinner, and watch a movie. I have many fond memories of helping, well watching my dad make the popcorn and helping to pick out the movie. As we got older I remember one Sunday that my Dad was gone and I decided I had watched him make it enough I would be able to do it on my own, so I started making it. The only problem was that I put in a little bit too much oil and when I started shaking it some of the oil leaked out from the lid that I didn't have on very tight. Well, I bet you are wondering what happened next. Well, where my pan was there now was a small fire. I blew and smacked it out with a dish towel. Luckily my mom wasn't there to witness. I was scared to death! I am not sure if anyone else was there either, but man after that I just finished making the popcorn and took it upstairs to the rest of the family. Now even though I am gone, Jon and I usually make a big bowl of popcorn every Sunday, that we are around and either play a game or watch a fun movie. (Don't worry Jon makes the popcorn.) A lot of times this is after Marcella goes to bed. But Last Sunday she stayed up and watched the Disney Christmas Classics with us. I just thought I would let you know Dad that your tradition lives on. I think Marcella is going to love it as much as I did growing up. Thanks Dad!