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This is my collection of Mother mottos. My friend Tiffany, aka The Cranky Queen, got me started collecting these. I believe she bought one from me way back when and I got to thinking what a sweet collection it would make, so, much to her dismay, I started to keep most of the rest I’d find. Aw, she’s not too dismayed. She’s got a pretty good collection going on, too. Maybe she’ll share it with us. It does make a sweet collection. I’ve always intended to mix pics of my and my husband’s mothers and grandmothers and greats in with them, but have never got around to it.
The pictures are all shadowy. The location, a hall wall, made it hard to get a good angle.
This one is reverse painted glass.
This is my favorite. I have a picture of my mother and me as a baby where she’s holding me and we’re looking in the mirror. Only problem at the moment is that it’s at Erin’s house. She was going to scrapbook a bunch of pictures.
(There’s a deep shadow on this print from the lamp that stands just in front and above.)
Want to start collecting mother mottos, but too impatient to hope to find them “in the wild?” eBay always has an excellent selection.
I’ve done it again. It took me two solid weeks to catch up with my blog reading and then life got in the way and I had to skip a few days and now I’m way behind again! Arghhhhh!!!! I think I’m figuring out what happens. I get caught up by the weekend then the blog posts slow down, but everybody blogs on Monday and Monday is my busy work day, so I don’t get to read. Everybody who didn’t blog on Monday does it on Tuesday and I’m suddenly so far behind it feels like I’ll never catch up. So deep it takes many, many hours of reading. So… STOP BLOGGING ON MONDAYS!! There. That should do it. LOL
Last week was spent glued to the TV for a couple of days. Watching with horror and shamefully, fascination, as the cameras were taping live footage of tornadoes as they were ripping apart and destroying people’s lives. I couldn’t take my eyes off the tornado as it ripped through Tuscaloosa then headed toward Birmingham. Knowing that at that very moment lives were being taken, homes and businesses were being destroyed, and people were losing everything they had. It was a helpless and horrifying feeling. And I’ll admit the fascination of watching a tornado in action. And I couldn’t stop watching. Like watching a train wreck. Then to see the devastation afterward. My heart bleeds for these people.
Our area was fortunate. We were sandwiched in between bad, bad weather and barely got any rain. Most of us are doing at least a little something to help in the relief effort.
Hope you’re all well and escaped any tornadoes and floods.