I went to another bakery today. There is one near the airport, and I had to bring Emily and Mariel to the airport...so I went to the bakery. I'm Sentimental Suzy over here, tearing up because it was just yesterday that I bought fancy cookies for Miss Char and Miss Cam. This was also the bakery my sister and I would go to, when our mom had already passed away and our dad was battling leukemia. We would get him a chocolate pie, or a lemon meringue. (He had sores in his mouth, and couldn't eat very many things.)
So today, I bought one half moon cookie, and sent it to work with Sonja, and two cannolis, one chocolate and one vanilla. I cut those both in half, and ate two halves...as I said to Betty, I had to slap myself silly to not go back and eat Sonja's halves.
While I was out, all by my lonesome, I went to Joann Fabrics. I bought two dress patterns for $2.99 each, will I actually make dresses? Not with the fabric in that store, it was SO expensive! If a dress in my size takes three yards, well, I'm not paying fifteen bucks a yard! Especially when the dress might very well come out very silly looking. I did enjoy meandering around, but everywhere I go, all by myself, I hear echos of the girls admiring things, wondering about McDonalds, belting out songs, dancing around the cart...the phases they went through: making bracelets, painting wood things, crocheting, painting, drawing, collecting scrap book paper to decorate dollhouses...there was a mom there with four small children, lively kids, happy, asking for things and suggesting things, touching things, stressing her out. I wanted to tell her grab on to this day, and enjoy the heck right out of it. But, I didn't. I'm just a grandma lady, walking alone, with a slew of memories.
I called the pizza place from the parking lot, and ordered two slices of cheese pizza and some chicken wings. Then, I went into a grocery store for some cherries (yum!), pepperoni, and shh, two steaks because they were $5.99 a pound. I picked up my pizza, and home....ahh, home. Sonja had some pizza, I had half a slice, she took the rest to work. Oscar came over after work, and had a few wings with me.
Now it's just the animals and me. Sonja is at work, and Paul is coming home tomorrow night. So to the airport again, but good thing the bakery is closed at that time of night ha.
Now it's morning again, my computer is acting up big time. The new battery has arrived, but I am not about to attempt to install it myself. I can change batteries on toys, but a Mac Book is a little different, I might wreck it.
I have to leave for the pool in ten minutes, and I'm still not dressed and ready. After the pool, I'm going to do a little bit of cleaning and straightening, then pick up my sister. We're going to take our Aunt Barb out to lunch. She's our father's sister, there were 12 kids in their family, now there are two sisters left, and one lives in Ohio. Barb is in her eighties now, and doesn't drive unless she has to, and gets very lonely. Her husband passed away like 30 years ago, and they had no children. She's been on my mind a lot, and we haven't visited her in a few months, so today we are.
Sonja's home from her night shift and I'm going to talk to her...so have a good day!
4 comments:
It’s so cool that you CAN make a dress- it’s a skill that’s mostly lost to my generation and beyond. My mom would always tell me about how she and all her sisters were made to take a dressmaking class and wear their final project to a party, it was very embarrassing for her (she was not a good seamstress) but very normal in her circle for all girls to know how to sew clothing from scratch. I’m sure it lasted a lot longer than mall clothes too…
Hello! I love your blog, dear friend. I love hearing about your days, wonderful family, and all the comings and goings! Enjoy your alone time. It is hard for us to get used to, isn't it? Have a wonderful weekend!
This was so sweet. The one part about your memories in the store almost made me cry. Hope your day was lovely, Della.
Valerie
Woolworths was next to the furniture store (BFA)when we lived at foxfire it was the library I think the new library was built after we moved to florida. All this talk of half moons has me searching for a recipe though I know if I find one it will not be as good as what I remember. Enjoy your weekend and having your husband back home.
Post a Comment