Museum Pieces
~Yawn*... It's been warm n rainy all day. Stayin up all night doesn't help either, need more zz's... Hope I can stay awake for LOST! Really should just keep reading, but the eyes are red, already!
I don't usually dwell on memories, but ok, I'm bored, so here goes a strange tale from days long gone...
I've been making artfull, creative projects my whole life. What I really hate is getting back the things I did after the person's passed beyond life. I have a crateful from my parents house, n can't bring myself to sell any of it...
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One of my more original early home-made gifts was crafted on a visit to Winooski Vermont, to my maternal Nanny's house, when I was about seven years old. The only toys in the place were plain, wooden blocks, which got boring after all towers were wrecked by the siblings everytime you made one. The only other activity besides walking through the parking lot was two-channel TV which my Dad took over. I did watch a ton of old "Star Trek" shows there over the years...
I was often beyond bored....
Nanny had a few sewing scraps hanging around, n I learned how to hand-sew early, mending n hemming. I took a scrap of pretty, metalic-peach fabric, n embroidered "NANNY" on it. It was kinda scrunchy, so needed to be stretched. Supplies were extemely limited... I looked around for awhile, then had a bright idea! I liked it!
I stretched it fitting perfectly on a piece of cardboard and attached the edges with a edging stitch. I wrapped it in a piece of paper, n presented my (no occasion) gift to Nanny, whose wide, amused smile I can still see today!
She made a big fuss over it, n really, it was just a little thing....
My Grampa passed onward one Thanksgiving Day when I was twelve. Ten weeks to the day later my Nanny went to join him. Several weeks later, their house was all cleaned out.
Jump ahead to fourteen years ago, my Dad left the living, n then five years ago (yesterday), my Mom went to join Dad. When me n Big Sis were cleaning out my Mom's old dresser, we ran into the gift I'd made my Nanny all those years ago!
Saved as a special, priceless artpiece which still makes me giggle today, now safely stored in my dresser... for prosterity: an apolstered, embroidered with "NANNY" metalic-peach
empty toilet paper roll!
For the person who has everything...!