Bertie was a seamstress and milliner, and had very little money, so I'm guessing she made this outfit herself.
Bertie was obsessed with cleaning. She walked my mother to school and polished mom's shoes in the hallway before mom could enter a classroom. Her grandchildren were forbidden to walk in the center of the living room carpet ("you'll wear it out"). She had mothballs in every drawer and closet in the house, even inside our toy chest. And when her husband placed his wooden leg at his bedside every night, Bertie waited until he fell asleep so she could put it away in the closet where it belongs (god forbid he had to get up in the middle of the night to pee).
My mother's last memory of Grandpa Eddie was him sitting on a metal chair placed on cardboard in the middle of his living room. The cardboard protected the carpet... and Grandpa wasn't allowed to sit on the upholstered couch ("you'll get it dirty").
This is the 3rd of my images honoring the unknown artists of Pompeii. This excavated Pompeiian painting of a beautiful woman shows her with a stylus delicately pointed to her lips. I have placed a dried orange rose in the foreground; her eyes are drawn to it in contemplation.
#throwbackthursday Heres Junior five years ago at his first vet visit! We named him Junior because he showed up as a stray kitten in June and looked like one of our other cats Varmint. #catsofmastodon#fedicats#cat#cats Kitty #love 😻❤️😻
I was cuddling with my cat Tennessee, giving him tummy rubs, and found myself singing to him “Yummy yummy yummy I’ve got love in my tummy, and I feel like loving you.”
Where did that memory come from? (And can it please disappear?) Does this qualify as a #ThrowbackThursday post?
@KrissyKat Wow, I never noticed that about "Back in the USSR." I guess I didn't pay much attention to the opening of "Yummy Yummy Yummy" because listening now it's obvious.