My cousin Jackie lives in Oklahoma City. The rest of her family lives here in Iowa -- and we all miss her. She & I have the wonderful habit of "emailing" each other on Sunday. For me, it's kind of a journal. When I write to Jackie about the "best" thing -- or the "worst" thing in my week -- I usually put things into perspective...
Jackie's sister, Linda, is in my breakfast club -- and lives across the street from their mother, my Aunt Ada.
This morning -- this blog is my Sunday morning letter to Jackie...
Dear Jackie,
Friday, Linda & I went over to your Mom's house for a cup of coffee. As you know -- your Mom NEVER STOPS decorating her house...here's a picture of her newest little vingette -- she loves the antique picture frame (from the Goodwill store) -- and we all wondered about the story of the beautiful girl...
I got a tour of the bathroom remodel...
And the embroidered piece she has hanging there was PERFECT...she sent for it out of a catalog. Can you read the words?
Me, neither...bummer. Sorry for the bad picture. I guess I'll have to go BACK to your Mom's house and write them down, eh?
Your Mom served us coffee cake. Wow. this must have been what life was like back in 1963. Matching cups, hand painted luncheon plates...A regular coffee clatch...And, of course, we all talked about you...HEY -- what kind of coffee clatch would it be without gossip??
Here's a picture of your Mom's new bathroom floor. Karl did a great job. And your Mom put the mopboard in all by herself..(I'm sure you are not one bit surprised).
At one point, your Mom was pointing her finger, trying to make a point...and when I asked her to do it again....and HOLD THE POSE...so that I could take a picture of her doing it...well, she started to laugh so hard I never could get that shot. And I'm telling you -- the pointing just isn't as effective without the stern look.
So -- there's the photographic report of "a day in the life."
I'm taking my "after Expo break" -- and next week, Linda and I are going to start A BIG ART PROJECT AT MY HOUSE. The details are yet to be announced...
We all miss you, kiddo. And are looking forward to your next visit!
Love,
Rita
Rita - I zoomed in with my iPhone, the embroidered piece says: "May there always be work for your hands to do; May your purse always hold a coin or two; May the sun always shine on your window pane; May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you; May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you." I think it might be an old Irish prayer.
ReplyDeleteTHIS is the reason I've named my Blackberry, "Not an iPhone"...
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