I am home feeling less than awesome today. My second sick day in about three weeks. This is unprecedented...I rarely if ever take sick time, but last night I ingested something that is causing me to feel quite awful all night and into the early morning hours of today. I am finally feeling like I am on the mend, but MAN OH MAN.
Moving on to something a bit more pleasant to discuss. Well kind of. Last night before the wave of stomach cramps, I decided to start my second wave of packing in the kitchen. We still had some stuff hanging on the fridge and some knick-knacks cluttering the meager counter space we do have. Such a bittersweet feeling, this having to pack up this beautiful home that we have just started to really live in. I am so tired of moving. I hope this next one is our last one for quite some time.
Anyway, I was making a pile of things to pack into a tub, when I came across my favorite thing in my kitchen.
Ummm...what is that?? you ask.
Well, it's a trivet. Or if you are like my husband, a trindle. (We have regular discussions over the correct terminology.) Obviously the people on the trivet are Amish, and in Pennsylvania Dutch it reads, "We get old too soon and smart too late." Words to live by!
This hung in my grandma and grandpa's kitchen for as long as I can remember. After my grandpa passed away, my mom and her siblings were going through the house, distributing Grandma and Grandpa's possessions to friends and family. My mom asked me what I would like out of the house, and I claimed this. Looking at it brings back a rush of amazing memories. Eating Grandma's special recipe fried chicken in the kitchen. Sneaking some ice cream from Grandma's deep freeze. Enjoying a breakfast of pancakes and sausage that Grandma and Grandpa teamed up to make for us. Watching Grandpa enjoying his "coffee soup" for breakfast. Having a cookie party with Grandpa after the long drive from New Jersey or Ohio to Pennsylvania.
Funny how something as small and inexpensive as cheap souvenir from Amish Country, can bring a smile to my face and years of memories flooding back.
I can't wait to hang it in my new kitchen.
Moving on to something a bit more pleasant to discuss. Well kind of. Last night before the wave of stomach cramps, I decided to start my second wave of packing in the kitchen. We still had some stuff hanging on the fridge and some knick-knacks cluttering the meager counter space we do have. Such a bittersweet feeling, this having to pack up this beautiful home that we have just started to really live in. I am so tired of moving. I hope this next one is our last one for quite some time.
Anyway, I was making a pile of things to pack into a tub, when I came across my favorite thing in my kitchen.
Ummm...what is that?? you ask.
Well, it's a trivet. Or if you are like my husband, a trindle. (We have regular discussions over the correct terminology.) Obviously the people on the trivet are Amish, and in Pennsylvania Dutch it reads, "We get old too soon and smart too late." Words to live by!
This hung in my grandma and grandpa's kitchen for as long as I can remember. After my grandpa passed away, my mom and her siblings were going through the house, distributing Grandma and Grandpa's possessions to friends and family. My mom asked me what I would like out of the house, and I claimed this. Looking at it brings back a rush of amazing memories. Eating Grandma's special recipe fried chicken in the kitchen. Sneaking some ice cream from Grandma's deep freeze. Enjoying a breakfast of pancakes and sausage that Grandma and Grandpa teamed up to make for us. Watching Grandpa enjoying his "coffee soup" for breakfast. Having a cookie party with Grandpa after the long drive from New Jersey or Ohio to Pennsylvania.
Funny how something as small and inexpensive as cheap souvenir from Amish Country, can bring a smile to my face and years of memories flooding back.
I can't wait to hang it in my new kitchen.
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