Sunday, October 14, 2007

Pinch me. Or not- Its the Weekend.

The smell of portabello mushrooms with red pesto and feta cheese steaming on the barbeque and wine waiting in my favourite cobalt blue goblet is the sweetest way to kiss good-bye to my last two daycare babes on the cusp of a glorious weekend. Excellent company, impassioned conversation, and the promise of hours with my textiles yet to come send me to bed early with a smile clung to the corners of my lips.

Saturday morning dawned with no dreaded alarm or glommy eyes begging for more rest. No sweet smelling babies to crawl across my favourite drafting table- the wide expanse of floor covered in colours, swirls, checks, and strips of delicious piecing potential. There is an hour or two of cutting and sewing before Jane lures me away to our favorite haunt- the local thrift shop whose windows boast promise of half price. We come away grinning- a perfect pair of skates for a dollar. Two large housecoats perfect for repurposing; one in swirls of old fashioned colour and the other a soft pink chennille. A bag of fabric scraps apparently hoarded since the 1970's, complete with vintage patterns of ladies underwear, bridal wear for dolls, and fashion clothes for those 21 inch fashion barbies we never had back in the day. No ugly sweaters or cougar accessories, but who can survive too much stimulation before noonday?

Time for a toasted tomatoe before loading the girls up for a day in the city. We begin at Value Village where new heights of joy are found in a pale purple chennille bedspread, a heavy green spread perfect for carpet bags, two vintage curtain panels, an old broach, and a packet of placemats perfect for Christmassy table runners. Then off to the real world- the mall for Arianna's skinny jeans, a soft sweatshirt for Jane, and even a little something new for mama.

We've spent much of the day, enjoyed each others company, and taken a break from the regular monotony of sibling rivalry, dishes, tidying, and homework. As though that were not already too much to hope for, peaceful ride home is followed by the surprise of an unsolicited meal of pork tenderloin, baby potatoes, and stuffed tomato whipped up by the sweet love of my life.

Sometimes life can have a storybook quality. Moments or hours that are too much to wish for, but are true and real. And now, off to church- where the music will fill me, beginning in my heart, radiating down my limbs, and ending in that happy lump in my throat.

20 comments:

Roo said...

i love this post.
and i love YOU!

gloria said...

sounds like an amazing weekend for you. yay you!

Brian the Mennonite said...

If this were written from the male perspective, it would also have included at least SOME details of the awesome Saturday, late-night, SEX. Mmmmmmm.....making love when the house is quiet...

Brian the Mennonite said...

Sorry...did I say that out loud????

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you had a great weekend...and it sounds like Brian did too!

Anonymous said...

Brian, ever heard of to much information!:)

Brian the Mennonite said...

Janice, yes I, all too often, have...and I honestly think people really DO like too much information. It's what keeps us inspired, isn't it?!

Anonymous said...

I love too much information!

gloria said...

*giggles* (blushes) *giggles some more* did he say SEX?

Bonnie said...

hilarious!! good post, funny comments!

Anonymous said...

I enjoyed reading this post...and the comments. Since I don't really know you and your husband, by the comments, though, I think you must be a "normal couple" or at least he is a "normal man" whatever that may be! Can we say "normal" and "man" together in one sentence? I guess we can...LOL

Melissa said...

I love every single bit of this post. Men are funny and sometimes there perspective doesn't hurt. ;)

Anonymous said...

Wait for a gift coming your way after work today. Tee hee hee!!!!!

it's a gong show... said...

sounds like an awesome weekend for both you and Brian. love ya!

Anonymous said...

Sounds like a lovely weekend.

Leanne said...

Sounds lovely...I've never had red pesto - what does the 'red' consist of?
(Besides my face when I read the comments...giggle - just kidding, too funny!)

Anonymous said...

Was it really a perfect day? I think that's just what you deserve cousin dear. It was fun reading and made me happy too.

gloria said...

I wanna know what the anonymous gift was that you were supposed to get today after work...

Judy said...

So...is 'vintage fabric' just a code word?

Hmmm...

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