Monday, June 16, 2014

MeMaw and the Pincle Fit For Nothing

'I have started Ronnie a quilt     Got 4 squares and it will take 20     it takes a long time to make a star     thay call it the waggon wheel quilt    I have never made one like it Before an I wont never make another one like it no more    
I Hope to get it to Him By may' 

I was helping my mom go through some of her paperwork the other day. Sorting out things that needed to be saved and (tons of) things that needed to be thrown away or destroyed.  Among all of this clutter and chaos we found many gems and had a nice long walk down Memory Lane.  She held up an envelope and announced 'This is the last letter my mother wrote to me before she died'.  She read it silently and then handed it over to me.  I tried to read it but had a hard time deciphering my Memaw's handwriting.  I'm not sure my Memaw ever went past elementary school, or even what grade she completed in elementary school.  I handed it back to my mom and she read it aloud.  Knowing that it was the last letter that she had written and finding out that it was (partially) about quilting I immediately asked my mom if I could have the letter.  Of course, she said 'yes'.  I will have it framed and hang it above her treadle Singer sewing machine that I just acquired...

The rest of the story..... She didn't get to finish that quilt for Ronnie (my brother).  My mom was able to find all of the fabric and such when she went to the funeral and a friend finished it for her (for him).  It lays across the foot of one of his guest room beds (and I want to put it in my suitcase every time I visit him).

The last line of the letter reads: 
I am going to bed    this old pincle (pencil) aint fit for nothing   Love to All     Mom

I sure do miss my Memaw......

Thursday, March 27, 2014

There are so many things in my life that need to be 'finished', and I know that the majority of you all are very much in the same boat with me.  But why do I always feel overwhelmed?   Why does the overwhelming feeling seem to explode every morning at about 3 a.m.?  My eyes lids fly open.  I try to ignore it.  I make myself face away from the clock, pretending that this has NOT happened again.  I turn my pillow over to the cool side and try to close my eyes.  I try to relax.  I try to think happy thoughts. Instead I think of all of the unfinished things in my life.  Maybe if I get up and go to the bathroom it will help.  I doesn't (mainly because I trip over the dog who sleeps in a different spot EVERY night).  I come back to bed.  The dog has moved.  I trip over him again.  Back in the bed I begin to pray for those in need.  This sends me back to sleep.  Maybe God is waking me to pray.....  But when I wake in the morning, I wake with a block of sleep missing....and I drag through the day.

But here is one thing that IS finished thanks to the Mayor of DoodleMoochieville and his best friend who worked for 3 1/2 days to get this all done.  I think it is beautiful.  And it is one thing that is FINISHED and that I no longer think about at 3 in the morning.

BEFORE....Old appliances and countertops..

AFTER...New Viking duel fuel range.  A new vent hood that will suck your eyebrows off.  New granite countertops and a great stainless backsplash.

BEFORE...Old appliances, sink and countertops. dishwasher, sink, countertops and backsplash (see previous post for close up of this magnificent 'red snake' backsplash).