Weekending-Walking Down Memory Lane

After some minor adjustments the anticipated 3 day weekend turned out to be a 4 day weekend which almost feels like a full week off from work!  Friday I already had plans for my Mom to come to our house for the weekend, and when she had to go to a follow up doctor's appointment I was able to schedule it so that we could come straight back to our house and get the weekend started early AND avoid Friday afternoon traffic!

Friday evening my friend Kim came over for cocktails and snacks and of course there was lots of reminiscing about Roswell back in the day.  She found a homework assignment of mine from 2nd grade-turns out I had not done my homework, nor did I have any paper so I did mine on the back of hers!  Oh boy, was I a terrible speller and my hand writing was awful.  Still, it was so cool that she found it and that her mom had saved it since 1975!  We weren't able to do our regular walking time this weekend, and the weather was forecasted to be just too yucky.  Saturday I cooked breakfast and we spent the late morning watching the recorded Westminster Dog Show.  I still have some watching to do, but Mom and I both enjoyed seeing the agility competition-there were some very fast dogs!  Late afternoon was spent getting my hair cut and colored-a 3 1/2 hours later and it was dinner time, some TV and then bed.  I did manage to finish my Essex capelet so now I'm ready for my other projects I've been waiting to cast on.

Sunday we were fortunate to put together an impromptu family reunion.  Lately it seems like we only see family when there is a funeral, so we are doing what we can to get together more regularly just for fun.  In December I visited with 2 of my cousins and an aunt [Sandra, Marcia and Aunt Betty]  Since I knew Mom would be over I was hoping we could get all the ladies together.  Seated are 2 of my Dad's sisters Betty [one, the baby, lives in California, but will  be here in July], my Mom is in the middle and my the sister born after my Dad, Rena, is on the far right.  My Dad was one of 5 and both he and my uncle have since passed away leaving just the girls.  My dad was married 4 times and the sisters always said they liked my mom the best, and they have always been very good to her. 

The next generation is standing behind the mothers, and the young lady on the far left is the daughter of my cousin Marcia-standing next to her sister Sandra, and then Sandra's grand daughter.  Carrie the "baby" of the family is with her mom on the far right.  Marcia is 10 years older than me and was my babysitter when I was little-she was the best!  I loved playing with her very long very straight hair, and she is credited with piercing my ears when I was 8 and she was a nursing student.  We talked about the "Big House" that still stands on Atlanta St, and where my great grandmother grew up and worked.  Turns out she lived in the mill village and later worked at the Roswell mill and the Oxbo Pants Factory, so she spent all of her 103 years in Roswell!  Makes me wish I would have asked her about Roswell back in the day; as a kid we weren't really taught to appreciate the history that the older generation could pass on.  I also learned that my grand parents had moved to downtown Atlanta in the early 30s where my aunt and uncle were born, and eventually moving back to live with my great grandmother at which point my dad and the next 2 girls were born.  It was truly a great time to bring 4 generations together and we hope to do so again soon even if it means we can't all get together. 

So the rest of the "weekend" will be spent running errands, a long walk with the D-O-G and meeting up with Mary's knitting group and getting my breakfast and lunch for the rest of the work week prepared.  We also ordered a piece of furniture that will be delivered on Wednesday-can't wait!  I need to blog about that and the swords and plates that are now put up.  Maybe I'll tidy up and do a photo journal of the house now that we are more settled in- Happy Monday and those of you with glorious weather today-I AM envious!