Busy work

     Do you ever find yourself doing so much STUFF but really none of it is necessary?  That about sums up this past weekend, it was enjoyable but not necessary. Friday I went to a friend's house and learned some basic crocheting. Saturday we went to the flea market,  the farmers market, picked up our new rabbit,  and went out to work with our horses. Sunday we went to rual king, tractor supply, and back out to see the horses. To be honest most of that running around wasn't necessary and today I'm making up for it. Lots of cleaning and projects need to be done around here being that today and tomorrow are the only days I will catch a break probably til we go to Texas the beginning of August. I'm in need of a lot less noise in the future. There is a few things I'd like to share with y'all about my weekend.
     Saturday at the flea market we stopped at a booth that was selling some beautiful aprons (one of my obsessions). We were just "window" shopping, but striked up a conversation. At the end of it she handed me a flyer for her shop and said "You seem like the kind of person that would really appreciate reading this". The flyer read:

         Willow Stitch Aprons by Grandee (931) 648-0472

The History of Aprons

I don't think our children know what an apron is. The principal use of Grandma's aprons was to protect the dress underneath but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was used for cleaning out dirty ears. From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.

When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. When the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms. Those big aprons wiped many a perspiring brow. Bent over the hot wood stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen with that apron.

From the garden,  it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls. In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.

When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.

When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to eat.

It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that old-time apron that served so many purposes.

Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool... her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw... some would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron but I can only think that the only thing ever caught from Grandma's apron was genuine love and support. (Author unknown)

Thank you for purchasing an apron - no one in this big world has one exactly like it - I hope it plays a part in making many happy memories.

     This got me thinking about all the wonderful memories of my grandmas. I believe I got the best of both worlds with them.
     My ShaSha (my father's mother) was a very gentle soft spoken woman with a very caring heart. While I really can't remember her in the kitchen very much she took much care into making her granddaughters feel like princesses.  Every time we were there we were treated like royalty.  Manicures,  pedicure,  hair styled, facials, grandma's special shampoo and her special box of toys just for her granddaughters.  She really knew how to make a little girl feel special and pretty.  She was kind to everyone and rarely ever stern. My word to I miss that jewel and wish she was still around for my girls to know her. Her personality was breath taking. 
      My Memaw (my mother's mom) was much more strict of a person but just as valuable of staple in my memory and childhood. She was that grandma that seemed to know everything about everything.  I spent many days watching her work diligently in the garden,  kitchen,  and gathered with us all in the sewing/craft room. I still have not learned as much as I can from her. She is one of the reasons I am excited to move back to Texas. I can't wait to spend holidays and summers with her making all those timeless memories I hope to pass on to my children. As years have passed and I have grown as a person she has become more of a wise companion and less of an authority figure that always told me to eat my food, go to bed, and listen to my mom.
     I wish I had appreciated them both more when I was younger and in the midst of making those sweet childhood memories.
      We did get our new rabbit this passed weekend. She is a pretty gray rabbit with a single white foot and a spunky personality. I think she will be a good fit for our family. 
     After busting behind all morning I finally don't feel like my house is a pig sty even with so much more work to be done. I wouldn't have a heart attack if someone rang the door bell anymore.  I don't expect perfection with our house full, but tripping over toys and more then a sink of dish is out of line in this house.
      It is raining today and I must admit I have greatly enjoyed it. The sounds of it on the roof is soothing and the drop in temperature is very comfortable. It is good for my soul and a stress release. I watched a bright beautiful red cardinal play in a puddle on the drive way and wished I had been out there playing in the water with my kids. I didn't dare to wake my herd from their naps though.
     Now I leave y'all for a while to play with hot wheels, finish my duties,  and enjoy the companionship of my lover.  I hope y'all find peace in y'alls day. Be blessed