My dearest friend Jana came over for lunch last Monday. We’ve known each other for at least 27 (maybe 28) years. Our sons were taking karate lessons at the nearby Dojo. All the other mothers dropped their kids and went off, shopping, whatever. Jana & I stayed. We did handwork. She did counted cross stitch and I was quilting. I don’t know who struck up a conversation first but at some point she said “I could never quilt”, to which I replied “anyone who could create images with thread run through square holes in cloth could definitely quilt.” She taught me how to cross stitch and I taught her how to quilt… and a friendship was born.
She’s lived near and far and now she is near again. We try to get together once a month or so. We’ve laughed together, cried together, and held each other close. I am a better person because of her. After her visit, as often happens, I was filled with energy so decided to repaint the front bathroom. Brian was out of town so seemed like perfect timing.
It had been 8 or 9 years since the bathroom had a fresh coat of paint so it was time. The ceiling and trim were painted in an off-white color called ‘in deep thought’ and the walls were painted in a light honey-yellow color called ‘honeymoon’. What a wonderful job it must be to have the responsibility to name colors. Am I the only one who often picks a color based on its name? So inspirational! While first coats were drying I decided I’d better get started on making a cake for Brian’s birthday.
Jack Daniel’s Chocolate Cake with Jack Daniel’s Chocolate Sauce. We ran across this recipe at a restaurant called Mustards in Napa Valley, CA. The food is awesome and we even had the opportunity to meet the owner/chef Cindy Pawlcyn, who is as down to earth as it gets. Brian was home for his birthday, and we spent the evening celebrating with candles of course,
3 candles, our tradition for adult birthdays; one candle for the past, one for the present, and one for the future.
Brian loves this kind of personal attention and I think I got myself out of the doghouse for not getting him an Easter basket this year 😉
I continue to be amazed at how well many plants are doing in the garden in spite of my lack of attention like this lovely clematis
and this Lilac, growing on a bush that was given to me by my mother-in-law 25 or so years ago
As I sit here in my little nest, I realize that many of my dreams have already hatched and are thriving; dear friends, a life companion who is loving and supportive, a home and garden that provides a touchstone to what is truly important. I am blessed. And grateful.
PS – Many thanks to my big sister Linda, not only for your phone call today, but for your continued support and love. I admire you so much. Also to my son, Dave, who gave me a call today… so good to hear your voice. I love you so much. Hope the chili recipe you were working on came out to your liking!
Hoping everyone takes a moment this week to stop and take notice of this lovely time in your life. It all goes by so fast…