Tuesday, January 15, 2013

nieces, feetses and hobnail

Sunday found me loving on my great-nieces for
a couple of hours after lunch. 
I'll remind you I have three teenaged sons,
so this was a treat. 
I have a suitcase of little girl dress-up clothes
and they had fun doing that while
watching Mickey Mouse on my laptop.
Of course I built a tent and served pretzels. 


After studying my and my husband's birth 
certificates, I was saddened to discover my feet
were larger than his at birth. 
I'm wondering how (if at all) this might play out
in our marriage. 
It might interest you to know that we are ten years 
apart and that we were born in the same hospital. 
As it turns out, my mother was a delivery nurse
with the doctor who delivered my husband in 
the year of 1952. 
We are assuming she marked him for me somehow,
on that day. 
(wait. I wasn't conceived yet... hmm ?)


I spent time with my 84 year old mother today and
since I'd put away her Christmas decorations,
I thought the mantle looked rather forlorn. 
I shopped her house and gathered some happy things
using pink for my theme. 
She feels everything is clutter and doesn't want 
anything to move. 
I silenced her because I was having too much fun
I also loved the reminiscing it caused her to do.
The oil lamp was the last thing my daddy
(who loved antique auctions) 
ever bought at an auction.
He payed $85 which mama thought was
too much. 
I told her that he knew he would never bid again
in his life and he was determined to make
this purchase.
(he had cancer)

She said her mom gave her the hobnail 
piece when she first married. 
The pink vase and silk flowers are more
recent gifts from a granddaughter.