the TRIPLETS aka Amy, Kate and Em walked to the cemetery to visit G.ma Elaine's grave... I thought that was pretty thoughtful of them. I am guessing that Amy is taking this photo.
Our 'girl' is looking kind of sun bleached... the flowers aren't too bad. I should start thinking about re-decorating. Never thought it would remain in tact with people tossing things and stealing things... miracles never cease.
I used to sew all of the time. I even sewed clothes for my kids when they were little... then it fell by the wayside... no time to sew. I took sewing in high school and I admit honestly that I am not a seamstress... I just know enough to get me by.
Yvette recently asked me to make her a couple skirts... and I told her if they didn't include a zipper... or buttons... then sure... I was up for the task. I should have taken her measurements while I was there... but I didn't. So the first skirt was too small... but with some adjustments will be fine.
The first skirt I actually pinned the pattern to the material like I learned in high school. Then I remembered... using pins is time consuming and my Mother taught me a better way. Take your kitchen knives to hold the pattern in place while cutting out the pieces. It doesn't take much time to slide the knives off the pattern and it works great!!!
I accidentally added an update and then had to delete it because it was on the wrong blog, but then it still said this blog had been updated, so I thought I would update this blog so you wouldn't be mislead. (photo was taken in June 2010, When I saw all the cows I thought of Mom).
I know that most everybody loves their Mother. Most never fully appreciate what Mother's do until they do it for themselves.
I have never been a cake decorator. (My kids were lucky to get a cake decorated by my Mother or Carma... mine were mostly kept in the pan and frosted... no dramatic design) But I love seeing the designs of people that do have this talent... either natural or developed.
Yesterday while looking through some photos I found these. My Mother made this cake for Yvette and Amy. Yvette is my daughter. Amy is my niece. They share a birthday 12 years apart... on October 24th. They also share the same birthday with one of my Mother's favorite people ever... Anne Whitney.
How blessed I feel to remember this moment in time... a celebration of Yvette (13) and Amy (1).
Thanks Mom for all of the special moments and all the work that made our days a bit more extraordinary.
Like most of us sisters, everytime I see a cow I think of mom. One of the girls I used to babysit when we first moved, put this picture on her FB and I thought it was cute and know that mom would have also.
Awhile ago David went to Wisconsin for a business trip and came back with presents for us. He found this cow for me and knew I would love it because of mom.
I was just channel surfing... looking to see if there is anything worth watching on TV.
On Turner Classic Movies... Little Women.
Seeing this reminded me when I was a girl. Indoors durning the hot hot summer and laying in the cooler air on my Mother's bed as she read to anyone willing to listen. One of Mom's favorite books was Louisa May Alcott's 'Little Women'. She wrote the novel in 1867-1868 she wrote it in just two and a half months. This novel published in 1868-1869 (in two parts). It is about the lives of four sisters (it was loosely based on the life of the author and her three sisters).
Well I have six sisters and I like to think that we all are our Mother's 'Little Women'.
All about me... in my own words [contributor: Teresa Murry]
Where were you born?'I was born in LaVerkin, Utah.' What was your first job?'It was a bank job--book-keeper at First National--Later I became a teller, even when I was pregnant with Sheila.' What was your education? 'No college.' What was your most frightening moment? 'When I was sixteen I almost hit a guy and your Grandma was scared.' What is your favorite holiday and why? 'Easter. Potato salad and ham.' What is your favorite music? 'Hymnals. When I was challenged with my 1977 cancer I packed a hymnal to the hospital and there I would sing from it's pages. My roommate would ask for more, more.' What were your childhood chores? 'I had Loris do them all. I always did less than more.' What do you miss the most about your Mother? 'The way she smelled- Coty powder was probably the reason. She would always powder her face.' What tradition do you carry on from your Mother? 'Potato Salad. if my Mother made it, it would be good. I was a fussy eater when I was 5 to 6 years old. I hated to eat when I was little, so bad that I would throw up.' What is your favorite dish to make? 'Potato Salad.' What are your memories of your Mother? Mother cut everything exactly so.' Did you have a pet as a child? 'No. My boyfriend gave me a dog when I was fourteen and i gave it to Judy. She named it Curly. She took it to save it's hairy life. We had a family of kittens in the laundry room, they wouldn't sell so we got rid of them.' Where was your home as a child? 'It was the Lewis street home. I shared the garage with Loris.' Did you have any boyfriends before Harris? 'No more than a hundred.' Who was your first boyfriend? 'Ralph Adams.' Who and when was your first kiss? 'I don't recall. I was very bold. I kissed everyone goodnight. I had a very ugly friend Eldon Clothier-I was Eldon's first kiss.' When was your first kiss with Harris? 'November 20, 1958 at the Huntridge Theater & mt. Charleston.' What is your favorite weather? 'I don't enjoy the summer. Winter is my favorite for mild, nice times.' What is your favorite smell? 'Rain on the desert. Sagebrush.' What is your favorite 'Murry Tradition'? 'The Christmas prayer chart made by Grandma.' Why don't you like to swim? 'I fell off Grandpa's shoulders as a child and I have a fear of water. I don't like swimming.' How did the cow tradition come about? 'At the first sisters reunion. Janice always kept the tradition of course.'
Contributors to this BLOG
Sheila Lisa Debra Angela Teresa Carma Karena
... her daughters.
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