Mother's Day Memories

Hello, dear friends.  We are having the second beautiful day here in a row.  This has become a rarity these days which makes me appreciate the sunny skies even more.

For all of you who wrote me sweet notes about my last post, all went well in Mexico.  The bride and groom met their wedding planner, and the tasting was a success. 

I have been anxious to change out my closet from dreary winter sweaters to bright, summer skirts and dresses.  I was planning on tackling that task this week, but the highs are expected in the 50's through the weekend.  There is also a threat of that four-letter dreaded word spelled r-a-i-n.

Today, I am linking up with my friend, Terri for Wednesday Medley. 

1. Where did your mom grow up? 

My Mother was born and raised in beautiful Fairfield, Connecticut.

2. Tell us about her siblings, if she has/had any. Did you have a favorite aunt or uncle?

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My mother was an only child.  She always told me how lucky I was to have a sister.  This line of conversation was usually visited as a result of me being sent to my room for teasing the ever-living daylights out of Sista.

3. What is ONE of your favorite memories you can share with us of your mom?

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My Mother attended the American Academy of Dramatic Arts in NYC where she studied drama.  She wanted to become an actress but the dear Lord had other plans for her.
  
During my childhood, my mother would randomly burst into song around the house.  Mom wasn't shy about it - her voice carried throughout the neighborhood when the windows were open.  It was usually a show tune.  Sista and I were so used to it, we wouldn't give it a second thought.  But our friends would remind us that this was a tad out of the ordinary when they would provide us with questioning looks during her rendition of Hello Dolly! while emptying the dishwasher.

Every Saturday night, Sista and I were carted off to our Grandma's house because our parents had a date night.  I loved seeing my Mom get all dressed up.  I could tell when she was coming down the stairs when I could hear the jingle of her charm bracelet, the clickety-clack of her high heels, and the soft aroma of Estee perfume following her every step. 

4. Please share a picture or two of your mom with us.

Rumor has it that I wore that birthday hat of 3 days straight.
I was a style icon even back then. 

My Mother always dressed me in blue because I was the only one in the family with blue eyes.  As you can see, it took a while for my hair to grow in.  For the first five years of my life, people thought that I was a boy.

It's no wonder that I turned out the way I did.

My Dad isn't in this picture because he was on the sidelines holding a shotgun to the Mister's head.

5. Let's not leave out the grandmothers. Share what you will.

My little Grandma, Margaret, was barely 4'11" and was the sweetest thing in the whole world.  

Grandma faced some tragic days during her lifetime of 102 years.  She carried two stillborn babies full term.  Evidently, they were delivered too late.

My Grandma decided that a new doctor was in order for her third baby.  When the time drew near to deliver, she told the doctor that she would name the baby after him if he delivered her a healthy baby.  He asked what she would do if it were a boy.  

Dear Grandma always kept her word.
My Mother was christened Mary Andrew.

And I named my #2 girl Margaret.

6. Do you have any special plans for Mother's Day? 

We are joining the Mister's family at our niece's house for lunch.

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And we're going to listen to this book on the car ride.

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And when I arrive home, I'm going to pour myself a celebratory Mother's Day glass of vino, find a comfy seat on the couch, snuggle with the hooligans, and finish reading this delicious book.

Until next time...

AKC