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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Tales From The Crypt

Coming from a family of 9 children there was never a dull moment in our house.  One of us was always coming up something to do which usually got us into trouble.  I was the oldest girl  (there was only 3 of us) and the second child in the line of 9 with only one sibling older, a brother.  My place in the line brought with it the title of "mother's little helper" and believe me my mom needed all the help she could get.  I helped her take care of my younger brothers and sisters.

Me and my brother, Keith at two and three years old respectively
My older brother had such charisma and finesse that he could pretty much talk me into anything.  He could turn a no into a yes with the snap of his finger and you really never knew what hit you.  When he smiled he won the hearts of everyone including me.  He was an instigator and I was his follower (and so were many others who could not resist his charm).  Here is just one of the "tales from my crypt" I thought I would share with you.

We lived in the country about 7 miles from town.  I suppose my dad thought he could keep a better handle on us and keep us out of trouble if we were in the middle of no where with no way out!  HA  We didn't have much in the way of toys just what we came up with in our imagination and when you don't have a lot of toys you'd be surprised at what you can come up with using sticks, cane poles, string, and determination.

Pretty much the way our creek looked
Image via Pinterest ~ Originally pinned by Dirk Soergel

In the winter months when the weather turned really, really cold we would go down to the creek located behind our house which would freeze over.  We didn't have skates, too expensive so we skated with our shoes on (the only pair we had).  I had just gotten a new pair of the cutest little shoes.  They laced up like a saddle oxford but instead of leather they were a brushed velveteen fabric with different colored patches along the laces in different colors.  I was so proud of them!

Well, my brother wanted to go skating on the creek but didn't know if the ice would hold us.  So, he said to me "you go first and test the ice because you are the heaviest".  Well, I was chubby at the time but I had my new pair of shoes on and was afraid I would ruin them.  He kept coaching me to "just do it, you'll be fine, I'm sure the ice will hold you."  Because I was a girl and wanted to prove that I wasn't afraid and that I was just as tough as he and his friends were I took the first step onto the ice, then another and yet another.

By this time, I was feeling pretty good about myself showing them that I wasn't afraid and that the ice was okay. I had gotten to the middle of the creek when all of the sudden the ice gave way beneath me and I went sinking into the bottom of the muddy creek calf high.  He stood on the bank laughing, bent over with his hands above his knees.  I knew I was in trouble because I fell again for one of his  jokes.  I also knew I was in trouble with mom because as I walked out of the water my new shoes were soaked with water and mud and the lovely velveteen looked like that of an animal with matted hair.  I ran all the way home and instead of telling my mom, I went to the basement, removed my shoes and hid them under the staircase. I worried all the rest of the day about them but had to wait for them to dry out before I could brush them hoping they would look the same way.  The next morning I went downstairs with a brush from our shoe box and tried to brush the velveteen but it was still too wet and the inside of the shoes were still full of squishing water.  I didn't put them on but took them into the living room hid them behind a chair and waited until it was time to catch the bus before I slipped them on.  I wore them to school soaking wet, hoping that by evening time they would be dry and I could sneak back into the basement to brush them up.

Not the same style but the same muddy mess
Image via
With all the activity going on in the house with the other kids mom didn't have much time to notice that anything was wrong.  I continued to be worried and when the bus dropped us off, I ran straight into the basement removed my shoes and wet socks.  By this time, the shoes were dry but had a dry ring of mud around them where the mud had settled.  I brushed and brushed but couldn't remove the mud ring.  They looked better but not at all like they should have.  So, I gave up and wore them hoping mom wouldn't notice.  This was one of those few times when she did.  Because I was never good at lying, (the words "I'm lying" forever etched across my forehead) I told her the truth. She was very disappointed with me (the worst kind of punishment was to hear your parents tell you they were disappointed in you) and said I was too rough on my shoes and I was going to have to wear them just the way they were. And wear them I did! I got off light that time because she didn't tell my dad.  He would have really gotten mad because I was very hard on my shoes and clothes. I was a tomboy and always falling down, ripping a hole in the knees of my pants, and wearing out my shoes long before my sisters did.

You ask, what did my brother do when he saw me crying about my shoes and running home?  He did what he always did...laughed.

Do you have a story to tell from your "tales from the crypt".   Do tell!

Monday, May 14, 2012

The Color Purple

I have an affinity with the color purple.  As I age I seem to like it more and more.  Having said that, a friend of mine told me years ago that "you know you are getting older when you love the color purple and the rouge on your cheeks remind you of a clown."  I hope the latter hasn't occurred yet but how would I know as I don't have anyone to tell me. HA  I wondered what the color purple in its light and darkest shades symbolizes.  This is what I found out:

Purple is the color of good judgment. It is the color of people seeking spiritual fulfillment. It is said if you surround yourself with purple you will have peace of mind. Purple is a good color to use in meditation.
Purple has been used to symbolize magic and mystery, as well as royalty. Being the combination of red and blue, the warmest and coolest colors, purple is believed to be the ideal color. Most children love the color purple. Purple is the color most favored by artists. Thursday's color is purple.
Violet is the color of purpose. Violet is associated with the Crown chakra (This links individual and universal).

Image via Pinterest ~ via Adrianne Di Lella
Having read that, I do have to agree with the color giving me peace of mind.  I thought I might share a few images of various items in the palest and darkest hues of the color:

Sweet Sachets via Pinterest ~ Originally pinned by Jessica Cangiano via Etsy

Cream and Lavender Wallpaper
Image via Pinterest ~ Originally pinned by Christen Evenson
Image via Pinterest ~ Rachel S.
Love this shade!

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Image via Pinterest ~ AR families
A special Radco ornament made by the M.D. Anderson Cancer Center Children's Art Project
By A child named Ellen - 6 years old

Beautiful Fleurs

How do you feel about the color purple?
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