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Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Flower and quilt rambles along with memories of my sister

The cake at the Granny Shower was a huge success, so yay. I'm just so impressed I got it in the car and up to the office without dropping it or breaking it.

Even the amazonbaby called when I got here – "Did you make it? Is the cake okay?"

*grins*

Yeah. I made it. Yeah, the cake was a hit.

I'm trying to decide between roses or pampas grass and black elephant ears for the front yard. Part of me loves the idea of more roses – I'd buy 3 white and 3 yellow. Part of me is thinking about a raised garden near the street with the pampas grass and elephant ears.

I finally picked a pattern for my super-secret quilt project. I'm thinking 8-pointed stars. *nods* 8-pointed stars.

Now that the circus quilt is finished, I have to do the border on the baby quilt I'm finishing. I also found an adorable baby boy quilt that looks like it wouldn't take a day to finish. I have the squares cuts for the Boo-Boo and baby brother quilts, hopefully they won't be 35 and 28 before I'm finished. ;-)

I was thinking about one of my little sisters today. She'll be 30 this year – eeek! – and it's funny. I helped make her wedding dress, adore her children, but in my memory, she's still a little girl. I remember holding her in the back seat of the car on the way home from the hospital. I remember the first time she laughed (we had a boxer named Brigitte and I was chasing Brigitte around the dining room in the house on Maywood street in Independence). I remember spending hours playing outside with her – our two favorite games were 'princesses on the run from the evil army', and 'look into my eyes, you are hypnotized' and 'evil poisoned alien bubbles that would eat your skin off it they touched you'.

I really enjoyed that last one.

Especially when KK screamed and threw herself on the ground in her death throes.

We spent every Saturday morning the same way – color books and the barrel of crayons, bowls of cereal and cartoons – from Superfriends at 6 am to Bugs Bunny at 11 am. When she grew up, she was going to marry Darth Vader or the Hulk and she could eat a stick of butter without gagging.

We're very different people now, living very different lives, but when I think about her, those are the things I remember.

1 Comments:

  • At 5:11 PM, Anonymous DarthVelma said…

    BooBoo will be so tickled that he got his first mention by name in your blog. :)

     

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