T99, wait no 99k

So as i sit here this morning enjoying my coffee and a quick crossword puzzle before the rest of the household begins to stir, the phone rings.

i see my mom’s name on the screen and know it is time for  a strange phone call from mom!

i can hear a  lot of background noise and realize it is an auctioneer going a mile a minute, and Mom says, ” i need you to do me a favor ASAP look up a singer T99 and see if it is a featherweight.”

To many this may seem like gibberish, but i hopped into action and googled “Singer T99 Sewing Machine “.Mmom confirms she can’t get too close to it so isn’t sure of the model number, my google search comes back with a 99k in a search result and just about then she confirms it is indeed a 99k   As i read to her from one of the links, that it is not a featherweight, but appears to be the precursor to such and it comes in just under 30 lbs.  we discuss the prices on the ebay/etsy listings and she determines her highest bid and we disconnect the call.

i love my mom and as always, you know that i feel it is important to tell people you love them, even if it is simply by asking for an auction item lookup and delivering said data in a quick, concise response 😀

I will update later with the results, did she get it, or did someone bid higher?!  (i know you can’t wait for the results)

mending the rift

I will tell you something not a lot of people know…  my big sister and I had a very very big fight a few years before she died, she actually didn’t speak to me unless it was to yell at me for about 6 months, what I did wasn’t really that bad, it was completely necessary, even. In time she realized it, ‘forgave’ me and even thanked me for what I had done that had caused the rift between us.

3 months ago on the morning that she passed away, all I could think of was how glad I was that that rift had been mended and we were again as close as we had been before it happened.  She was again one of my best friends and someone I could count on to be there for me as I would be there for her.

I can’t imagine how much greater the pain of her passing would have been if we hadn’t resumed our regular conversations about absolutely nothing, and absolutely everything…

I ask you now to take a moment and look around you… literally and figuratively… look at the people who are and have been part of your life. The ones who are still there and the ones who are not. The ones who are there, do you make sure they are aware of their importance in your life. Do you thank them for the things they do and tell them you love and/or appreciate them and their presence in your life?  Now the ones who are not there… some we obviously can’t do anything about they are beyond our reach, lost to us and there will always be a piece of our heart missing, but some, SOME, we can still reach out to and try to mend that rift and see if there is a way to bring them back into our lives. We might not even be aware of what caused them to pull away, or we might know exactly what it was, we may need to give or ask for forgiveness.

I understand this may need some thought, and i fully understand not all rifts can be mended. It might not be something that can be decided right now, all I ask is that you look around and think about it. Can you really live without that person for the rest of your life, without that forgiving or forgiveness? Think about the part they have played in your life up to now, and what has been missing since they stopped being part of your life.  Now imagine you don’t have a chance to make up for lost time.

Feel free to share this post if you think others can benefit from it. Family is too precious to let petty grievances keep them apart.

Book Review: The Sugar Queen by Sarah Addison Allen

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Josey Cirrinni recieves some unexpected help with a problem she didn’t realize she had and meets Chloe Finley in the process helping her as well.  So far i have read 3 of Sarah Addison Allen’s books and have not been disappointed.

Another book filled with friendships and magic. Imagine a book appearing next to you on the couch addressing a problem you might not even realize you had! Chloe and Josey help each other with their problems another’s mind is set at ease allowing her to move on to the next step in her journey.

Josey turned her head as her bedroom door began to open. Then, in a small act that changed everything, Josey reached over and pushed the closet door closed as her mother entered the room.

Josey’s decision that morning set in motion things that she could never have imagined.

i was not surprised at the end of the book when the final outcome was reached, but getting to that outcome made for a wonderful story.

You can find out more about Sarah and her books at her website: http://www.sarahaddisonallen.com/the_peach_keeper.html

Book Review: The Peach Keeper by Sarah Addison Allen

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Welcome to Walls of Water, North Carolina

From the second paragraph of this book, i was hooked.

If anyone had been paying attention to the signs, they would have realized that air turns white when things are about to change, that paper cuts mean there’s more to what’s written on the page than meets the eye, and that birds are always out to protect you from things you don’t see.

This is a story about a small town, lifelong friendships and the secrets that both of these can help keep and  expose.

As Paxton Osgood is bringing new life back to a centuries old home the secrets of those who lived there are unable to remain secret.

Family history uncovers enlightening and at times troublesome information, that will forge new friendships and open the way for major changes in the lives of Paxton and Willa Jackson.

i was quickly dragged into Walls of Water and didn’t want to leave when i turned the last page.

The mysteries were solved, but i was left wanting to know more about the people and the town.  It made me question what it means when i make my coffee every morning since i rarely take it the same way twice in a row  and why the birds sometimes gather in my backyard.  i will always think of this story and especially Grandma Georgie when i eat a peach.  I hope you will love the town and its people as much as I did

i will definitely be picking up some more of Sarah’s books soon

you can find out more about Sarah and her books at her website: http://www.sarahaddisonallen.com/the_peach_keeper.html

Memories are odd things…

So i got this great new game for my laptop, Magic Puzzles, it basically allows me to turn my touch screen into a giant jigsaw puzzle.  from 70 pieces to 630, and you can get multiple puzzle packs, from free to $1.49 (that one had 20 puzzles in it)

So anyway! long story a little bit shorter, I was sitting here on the couch doing a puzzle and suddenly had the strongest memory of sitting at my Grandma’s house and doing puzzles on their big hardwood bar.  it seems there was always a puzzle on the bar in some state of completion, as soon as one was done another would be ready to come out of the box.

evenings doing puzzles with the accompaniment of a bowl of ice cream or popcorn, depending on the season and the whim of my grandfather’s snack requirements for the evening, some koolaid to drink, and as often as not some cousins to chat with as we worked on the puzzle.  i feel like we did a lot of puzzles that were well above our ‘age range’ 1000 piece puzzles for small children you say?  of course we learned quickly to sort the edges, and then the colors and next thing you know we were putting them in the right places, i don’t recall anyone ever eating a puzzle piece, but there were a few times one was set aside so the coveted ‘last piece placement’ could be won by a smaller cousin (or sometimes by the one who hid the last piece 🙂 )

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anyway, it struck me as funny how a simple video game could pull me back in time like that.

you never know what little thing will trigger a memory, a sight, a sound, a smell. good memories and bad, they are all stored in your mind just awaiting the chance to pop out when you least expect it.

The Mother Road by Jennifer Allee

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What a great book.  2 sisters 12 years apart in age, embark somewhat reluctantly on a road trip from California to Illinois

Learning that their mother’s Alzheimer’s is progressing and each at a crossroads in their own lives, they set off across Route 66  to visit their parents learning about each other and themselves as they go.

They further explore their family relationships after arriving home, neither knowing what the next step in their lives should be.

I really enjoyed this book, the places on Route 66  brought back memories for me as well as the idea of going home, my current home is in California but I grew up in the midwest. So I can imagine without much prompting a similar trip, I even have a sister a decade younger than I am.

  • Print Length: 288 pages
  • Publisher: Abingdon Press
  • Genre : Christian Fiction
  • 5 out of 5 bookmarks

Hummingbirds = Love

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Hummingbirds were my maternal grandmothers favorite bird. i took these this afternoon and they always bring her to mind, she would have been 94 on feb 11, but she passed away in 2011. I am blessed to have so many hummingbirds at my house year round  and i try to keep the feeder filled with sweet sugar water, because i know when i see them flitting around that she is with me. growing up she and my grandfather were just a few miles away, a trip i took many times on my bicycle or motorcycle growing up. Even as an adult after i moved over a thousand miles away,  i still took time at least once a year to get back ‘home’ and visit with her.

My grandmother on my dad’s side was also a lover of animals and always had a dog around, she even once had a pet wild squirrel she rescued as an orphaned baby.  She would have been 95 next month. although she passed away in 1981 I was lucky enough to live next door to  her and spend time with her nearly every day for all of those 11 years.

Family is precious, you may not love all of yours all the time, but remember we only have each other for a short while and we don’t know how long that will be.  So tell them you love them, and spend as much time with them as you can.

Day 11 | Jan 11 | Water

Pictures

 

i took a picture earlier today of a glass of water, but then  i remembered this sequence of images i took a few years ago when my nephew was visiting and i took him for his first visit to the beach…  i was torn between warning him about he wave coming in and taking pictures of his reaction.  as you can see, taking pictures won out.

 

Day 9 | Jan 9 | Paper

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Paper, Priceless Paper

These used to be a common sight in a teenage girls backpack and notebook, i think now they are almost completely replaced by IMs and text messages. these are notes to and from my now husband when we were in high school.  each page a reminder of the fact that even 26 years ago we were silly and in love, much like today.

as i sit and read through them i can sometimes remember what was happening when they were written, there is the one that says simply ‘ i love you’, the one with the elaborate ‘font’,  the long drawn out 2 page conversation one night as we sat on his bed each reading a book on either end passing the page back and forth, getting sillier and sillier as we went.  and my personal favorite, the little ones with the times on them, that i sent with him the day he had internal suspension so he could open and read one for each of those long drawn out hours with nothing else to do.

I am glad we have these little reminders of those times, sometimes they seem so long ago, but a simple piece of paper can make them seem like yesterday.

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