June 18, 2011 - my first blog ever. Why the hell am i doing this? Cause thinking random thoughts and running back and forth to post on facebook is getting really tiring. No one may read this, but at least Iwill have all my thoughts down in one place. I am laughing out loud at some of these thoughts. Some would say.. "she's just not right.."...some would be right
So today really isn't day one of the what started as a kitchen and is now getting a whole lot bigger remodel. It really started months ago with a conversation w/ my friend Tracey about how much I hated my cupboards and that they were falling off the walls. Months and $ thousands $ later, today is clean out day for the cupboards. I may go back and regale you with stories of granite warehouse visits - cabinet hardware choices - lighting discussions - toilet discussions and oh I am so sure there will be at least one entry about the cursed VANITY (i know you are ALL SICK TO DEATH of that discussion) - but for now, we will aim our laser beams on cleaning out 15 cupboards over a weekend - go get some coffee or some wine, your going to want to be comfortable.
I have a lot of stuff. No really. Seriously. You name it, I got it. And I have had it for a long time - I have junk drawers and junk cupboards that really had a vast amount of wierd crap in them. I really was kind of looking forward to seeing what was in them - turns out it really wasn't all that interesting. But there were some highpoints....
- 8 gluesticks
- 13 packs of gum
- 6 bottles of sun tan lotion, all under SPF 15 which means it is really old!
- 4 bottles of misc bug spray - apparently i once spent a lot of time in the DEEP WOODs
- 5 ear buds to misc headphones - we got a lot of headphones in this house.. but really, where is #6?
- Patrick's baby cup - silverplate i guess, with his birthday 6-5-90 - i haven't use that thing for 21 years, I wonder if he would like it for his apartment? Can he take it to Afghanistan??
- a walkman for tapes - cassette not 8-track - thank GOD! a walkman for radio stations - we have had 8 ipods in this house since they first came out - what the hell are these doing around?
- a 35mm film camera - anyone got any film?
- batteries, lightbulbs and cords - I know i look for these things all the time, why didn't I look there
Then there is the spice cupboard. Now that was an experience. Based on all I have seen, it might be a miracle that some of you never got sick eating things I have made. Turns out Jello has an expiration date, even as far back as May 2002. Turns out, somethings actually came from Buffalo in 1983, through Raleigh to 1995, and yet managed to survive in Huntersville till 2011. Turns out powdered milk turns a really wierd color of yellow over the years. Turns out a letter opener is ideal for prying dried crap out out bottles..
you had to know i'd be the first one to comment...so proud of you sissy and i know if your mama was awake she'd be proud of you too - but since she's snoring away in there, i'll say it for her "it's about time you cleaned out those cupboards!"
ReplyDeleteHi Sandy: Thank you for posting a comment about Lynn on my blog. Yes, we are out of sometimes. and that causes such heartache. I am trying to think now how I might honor her in my own life, with my own creative spirit. I lost a second friend, also Lynn, on Friday, to cancer this time, and we said goodbye to her today. heartache x2. you might enjoy what a friend of mine wrote to me about Lynn's service:
ReplyDeleteFrom my friend Candy Dahl, who, like me, lost Lynn2 on Friday:
How I wish you could have been with Miriam and me today at Lynn's memorial service. Jones Chapel was packed, downstairs and in the balcony. Both of Lynn's brothers spoke eloquently and with such composure. And then to everyone's surprise, Larry also climbed to the pulpit, saying he could feel Lynn's spirit kicking him in the shins, telling him to make it brief. And he did. Very brief and poignant and sweet. Lynn's beautiful mother, Hope, read the scripture. Again (or should I say aGANE) with amazing composure. The organist and a cellist played a somber but melodic classical piece. And a lovely black woman with a full-bodied voice, accompanying herself on the piano, filled the chapel, yea - lifted the roof, with blues-y gospel renditions of His Eye Is On The Sparrow, and to end, I'll Fly Away. It took my breath away.
Lynn's neurologist, Dr. Cooke, was the first to share his feelings about Lynn. About how she was one of those rare patients who lifted him up every time she came for an appointment. How he scheduled her for 90 minutes instead of 15 or 30 because he felt so inspired, so fulfilled, so energetic when she left him. He read a lovely poem about the threads of sorrow that pervade all lives, and how if one is aware of, concerned about other's sorrows, those threads can be flipped to the other side of the fabric to reveal the utmost compassion and kindness. Lynn was one of those kind people. It was beautiful. I wish I could describe it more adequately.
The NC State chancellor's wife spoke about Lynn as a weaver, how she brought together people who could help one another down their chosen or even unexplored path. I loved the theme of Lynn as a weaver of threads of kindness and direction for the many, many people she knew and loved. Miriam has a story to tell about Lynn weaving another special thread into her life this very day. I'll let her share!
I had the privilege of meeting Larry and Emily, both such lovely people. They recognized my name and thanked me for the sentiments expressed in my blog. Yes, Susan, our wonderful Miriam forwarded our blogs to her Gregg Museum friends who forwarded them to Lynn's family. Everyone was so very appreciative. It made me cry.
We must get together as soon as possible to raise a glass to Lynn and to plan a future dinner with Larry. He'll need people to reach out in the lonely days to come.
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Blessings to you, and may Lynn's spirit live on within all of us she touched.