Quit wishin', go fishin'.
to your mother
THOUGHTS ABOUT BEING A MOTHER AND LOVING A MOTHER...FROM A MOTHER OF TWO.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
This One Goes Out to Karla
Karla has inspired me to sew wee little dresses for wee little girls. I have finally gotten off my big mama behind and started. Although these are not the first dresses I have recently made, these are the two of which I am most fond.
Instead of gorging my self with ice cream at 8:30 last night, I whipped this little number out for Julie to wear to Mom's today. (Picture from in front of our town house)
and tie the straps into bows instead of knotting.
Instead of gorging my self with ice cream at 8:30 last night, I whipped this little number out for Julie to wear to Mom's today. (Picture from in front of our town house)
and tie the straps into bows instead of knotting.
This one is not finished yet (I need to do a tutorial on sewing on a curve to finish the arm holes...something that I could have easily asked Mom over the phone if it was four years ago, but today I can be satisfied with the HUGE smile and giggles from Mom when she sees her granddaughter dressed in a wee little something that her daughter made for her daughter. Did you follow the lineage of the dressmaker to the daughter to the mother?)
LOVE this combo of fabrics...reminds me of something Mom would whip out. This is what I have so far for this next dress...now on to the tutorials so I can finish it tomorrow.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
This Woman
called and left me a message today that sounded something like this,
"One-da-what, I. want. to., one-da-what, bybybybybybybybyb...(insert laughter), BYE!"
When I called back, this guy
said, "You returning her call?" "Yes, you know what is going on?" was my reply. Dad said "No, good luck!"
Dad handed Mom the phone and she went on a tirade of Mother-with-a-stroke-that-affected-her-speech talk. I won't bore you with the details.
"One-da-what, I. want. to., one-da-what, bybybybybybybybyb...(insert laughter), BYE!"
When I called back, this guy
said, "You returning her call?" "Yes, you know what is going on?" was my reply. Dad said "No, good luck!"
Dad handed Mom the phone and she went on a tirade of Mother-with-a-stroke-that-affected-her-speech talk. I won't bore you with the details.
After figuring out that Mom wants me to do something at her house while the kids and I visit tomorrow, I tried to leave the conversation with, "Mom, we can figure it out tomorrow while I am there." I can hear Mom's voice getting further away from the phone as she is muttering to herself. I am yelling "Mom? Mom!" while I hear her grunting and muttering. Finally she is back on the phone and almost instantly Dad says in his best reporter voice "She's in the freezer."
"Mom, do you want me to take home the chili soup that is in the freezer?"
"YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEESSSssssssssssss."
"Geez, Mom, I know I forgot it last time, but did you have to call me and harass me about it?"
Laughter from Mom, Dad replies "She's been going around about this for a week" and we are able to say our goodbyes and see-you-tomorrows and end the phone call.
I guess if Mom has the time to be worried about me forgetting frozen chili soup, things must be going pretty well for her. What a blessing that Mom can still call and harass me every once and awhile.
Mom, Dad and Paul are heading to Mom and Dad's lake house for Father's Day weekend. Reminds me of when Dad would go fishing with the men-folk of his family and friends on Father's Day weekend , leaving Mom, Patirck, Paul and I home where Mom would take us out to eat for every meal while Dad was gone. No wonder McDonald's brings me such a warm fuzzy feeling inside....ohh childhood and french fries.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Coming Home
Friday, June 4, 2010
Visit to Mom's
Mike is off to St. Mary's County to go fishing, taking Junior Bacon Cheeseburger with him. Dad went to the lake house for a coupla days so Julie and I came to visit with Mom. Much joy has ensued, and we have only been here 5 hours. As Julie sleeps soundly in a crib upstairs (bliss), Mom and I are watching Whale Wars as I blog. Here's just a few pics that just may warm your heart.
Julie started her visit with a coupla solitaire games while sitting in Dad's barker lounger.
Then she donned Mom's apron and walked around the house looking a little like a miniature Lady Di.
Mom shared a little cracker snack with Julie (when Dad is gone, all heck breaks loose).
Julie had a spa bath in the kitchen sink...fresh strawberries...yum.
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