Showing posts with label she says I have a warped sense of humor. Show all posts
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Sunday, May 10, 2009

My Mom

My Mom and me! 1952
My Mom will turn eighty later this year. She is very active, she is a marvelous seamstress and quilter. She has a "stash" of fabric that she has been trying to organize, she says it may take her most of the summer. She says she doesn't buy much fabric anymore..I am not so sure about that. She may buy less fabric..I think she may have enough to open her own fabric store.
If I had to describe my Mom in one word it would be "Volunteer" because she volunteers her time and talents to many organizations and causes. So many causes, that I have a hard time keeping track of them all. My Father sometimes has a hard time keeping track of her also. Last week when Mom was over commited with her volunteerism, my Dad took over her Poppy Sales for her. My Mother could use a social secretary..and the poor thing would be run ragged.
Far Guy and I made an appointment with my parents for a Mother's Day breakfast last Friday, afterwards she was off to some meeting. She did pause long enough for me to get a photo, however she told me "You are close enough with that thing already." :)
My Mom on May 08, 2009