There’s rarely a day that goes by that I don’t think of my mom in some way. As I’ve been working on my kitchen these past few days, I’ve thought of her so much. I guess we’ve had many “kitchen related” conversations in the past!
As I chose to remove my upper cupboard doors (and not put them back on!), I remember a conversation she and I had many years ago (when we lived in a previous house):
“Oh, Rita! Don’t tell me you threw out those doors! In a week, you’re going to want to put them back on!”
We laughed and laughed over that one. I did not throw out the doors…but I also didn’t put them back on again. I LOVE the open cupboard thing… I guess she and I were different that way.
I also thought of her yesterday as I hung up new curtains in the kitchen. I scored this hunk of fabric at Ikea in the AS IS department last fall.
Do you see the price there?…Yep, 6 buck-a-roos! I thought it would make a great tablecloth. However, it was huge! (I’m still unsure as to its original purpose…) I decided to convert whatever it was into curtains.
As I got out the sewing machine, I began comparing my sewing skills to Mom’s. She was a great seamstress. She sewed us many clothes over the years…but never sewed curtains for her own house. I never sew clothes…only curtains!
“Oh, curtains look awful if the seams aren’t perfectly straight!”, she would say. Obviously, we’re different in that way, too. I sew on a whim and a prayer… She sewed things the right way…
Mom liked to order “drapes” (as she called them) from the JCPenney catalogue. I remembered how the UPS man dropped off the anticipated package one day and I helped her hang them up. She showed me this little trick:
“You’ve got to train the fabric to hang right,” she said. Hmmm… I wonder if that helps to distract from the not- so-perfectly- straight seams??