LMAO Nancia, omg we ARE related. Elbows on a table a capitol offense. You vil get this you vil get that vhat will people tink of you? oh yeah I heard it all. I cried so much as a kid. I was so worried of being in trouble or doing something wrong my mother called me.. ready guys.. a mouse. She said I was a mouse I was so quiet. Well open your mouth you got a beege at the back of the head (slap on the back of your head you stup!) and well shut up get in half the trouble. worked. I am still fairly quiet believe it or not. I toss back sometimes one liners when I am cornered or angry. Rarely lose it it but when I do.... LUCY! What are you doing??? I am like someone let me out of a cage. You dont want to be there or the recipient. It always scares the hell out of everyone cause its so .. rare. not a good thing.
Upside ismy mom gave me the love of art. She encouraged art in all of us. She painted oil, she knit, she crochetted she embroidered she gardened.. she was all things art. Opera, music. All four of us got that from her and the love of holidays. we love holidays so very different my sisters are from me but come a big holiday our houses look like it imploded from stuff for it
One paints oils like mirrors of what you see and she makes soap and lotions the real hard way. She also gardens grandly. Another draws childrens illustrations oh so good. oh yeah the gardner also spins wool and knits. My lil sis is a scrapbook queen. her collection of stuff could open a store. Lucky girl. Me I play with water color and sew and cook like my mom. So she had some good things too. I still say Sis that its time we share family photos with each other. The resemblence is scary .. wait are you the big sis or the little sis? oh dear guess we have to share ages too. darn it. secrets no more.
morning group. off to clnic catch you soon!