Clara's Corner: OFF THE HOOK......

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

OFF THE HOOK......

I have been so busy I don't know if I found a rope or if I lost my horse......: -) Beside making these booties I have been taking up my kitchen floor. It is those squares and are they ever stuck tightly. Then getting the glue off the floor is hard too. The other night I walked in there barefoot and I stuck to the floor. I thought I was going to have to call 911 to get me loose. But I will get it finished someday. When I sit down to rest is when I crocheted the pink booties. I made them because they were so cute. Wish I had some little feet to put them on!

1 comment:

Beth said...: Those booties are absolutely adorable, Clara! You are so talented.

I love your first sentence---it made me laugh out loud.

And I hope you don't mind that I laughed at the thought of you having to call 911 to get unstuck from the kitchen floor. That sounds like something that would happen to me, haha. Be careful in that kitchen, okay? :-); 2:40 PM

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I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!