Project 52 - Made with Love - Week 2



When we were kids growing up in Victoria, our Grandmother used to live about a mile away from us. It was close enough that we were able to go over if we wanted on our own, or other times when we went over to her house with my Mother, her daughter.

One of the snacks my Grandma used to make for the kids was Rolled Bread slices with Sugar and Butter fillings. She used to make them into little rolls which we used to dip into our Hot Cocoa. The only place I  ever ate them was at her house, and to me they ooze Grandma Love.

Made With Love!

The best bread to make these is White Wonder bread nowadays. Back in my Grandma's day it was made with homemade white bread. You cut of the crusts all around and use a rolling pin to flatten out the bread. Spread a good layer of Butter from edge to edge and sprinkle a liberal dose of white Sugar over the butter. You can also sprinkle Cinnamon Sugar over top of the butter. Don't use margarine, that would be just wrong! Carefully roll up the bread jellyroll style and press edges carefully together to seal. You can cut them in pinwheels or leave them in long pieces. Better to dip them into your Hot Cocoa and use them to drown marshmallows!

The old book that this plate of Bread Rolls is sitting on was my Grandmother's Diary. I am so happy to have this little piece of my grandmother. It is a priceless gift to me. I can read in her own writing what she was doing on the day I was born, on the day my siblings were born. Her day to day life. I can see in my mind's eye her going about the same chores and tasks she writes about.

And I can make a snack of Hot Cocoa and Bread rolls just like she used to make for us while I read her lovely words.

There are a lot of things that can remind us of past loved ones, food being just one of them. Our memories keep our loved with us now. I can make a cup of Cocoa and a Bread Roll and be right there in Grandma's kitchen, sitting at the puzzle table enjoying  snacks made of love.

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Macro Monday

It has been a long time since anyone saw these kinds of shoes on someone's feet. They are not exactly the type of fashion that is in style today. But I wonder who did wear these shoes. What were they like? They look well taken care of, like whoever owned them regularily cleaned and polished and took care of them.

Where did these shoes take them?

How about those first pair of shoes your child owned, the ones they wore when they took their first steps. Somewhere in a box I have a pair of small white boots that my daughter wore, and a pair of brown ones that my son wore. You want to keep them forever. Or bronze them like these ones. You think you will keep them forever and when the time is right you will give them to thier proper owner and they in turn will cherish them forever.

They won't end up in a Vintage Second hand Store like these shoes have.

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Typing Memories

When I was in high school, my Grade 9 home room was in the typing room. We started each day in Home Room for roll call before heading out to respective classes. Our home room teacher always wanted quiet while he passed on daily news and took the daily roll call but being the unruly kids we were back then the typewriter in front of each of us was just too much of a noise making temptation. It had bells, rollers and lots of keys and lots of kids in the class to push a button or ding a bell. It was hard for the teacher to tell which of the 30 some typewriters was the guilty party!

I also took typing in school, and learned on a manual typewriter to type. We had a cover that was placed over the keys to hide them and our hands went under the cover while typing. I learned to type this way, consequently I am a touch typer, and do not have to look at the keys to type. In fact if I do look, I make mistakes!!

Now I see these typewriters in antique shops and think like this one they bring back fond memories of simple times, they hold fond memories of simple times and have taught me lessons I still remember to this day! That can't be obselete!

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Today's Flowers

Flowers can be found in lots of different places.

These embroidered flowers are from a large Quilted Wall Hanging and depict all the Provincial Flowers of Canada.

British Columbia's flower is the Dogwood.

Alberta's provincial flower is the Wild Rose.

Saskatchewan's flower is the Western Red Lily.

Manitoba's flower is the Prairie Crocus.

Ontario's flower is the White Trillium.

Quebec's flower is the Blue Flag.

Nova Scotia's flower is the Mayflower.

New Brunswick's flower is the Purple Violet.

Prince Edward Island's flower is the Lady's Slipper.

Northwest Territory's flower is the Mountain Avens.

Yukon Territory's flower is the Fireweed.

Newfoundland's flower is the Pitcher Plant.

Canada's symbol is the Canadian Maple Leaf.

My Aunt Naomi used to make quilts when she was alive for all her children. When she found out she had Alzheimer's disease she set about making a new quilt for each of her seven children, my cousins, before her disease took away her memories. She was creating a lasting memory for each of the seven. From the first quilt she created to the last one she ever made, you could see the progress of the Alzheimer's Disease. The quilts are a legacy to her love of her children and to her tenacity to remember and to be remembered. Wrapping yourself in a special Quilt made just for you is like receiving a loving hug. It's a beautiful thing.

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Macro Monday

My niece and her boyfriend have been vistiting for the past couple of days from Edmonton. One of the places we went to visit was Fort Langley and saw a candy shop. We bought some candy as well, but took a few pictures.

I just wish there was some way of not putting the price tags right in the front!!

Dolly used to be my Dad's nickname for me, had to take a picture of these!

Always loved the little toy in the bottom of the CrackerJacks box!

I did not like this popcorn as much as I liked Cracker Jack popcorn. Do you remember this kind??

Remember these little gold nuggets of gum?? We used to use the bags afterwards to keep treasures in!!

Huge jawbreakers!! See how big compared to the price sticker. You'd crack your jaw if you ever tryed to eat that, or get it stuck inside your mouth!

And finally, no Macro Monday post would be complete without a bug!!!

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The Things You Find

If you check out my last post here for Macro Monday, you will see pictures of some of the finds I found in the Antique store my hubby and I visited this past weekend. I have so many memories of my past just seeing some of the stuff in these stores. I would never buy them for my house but they do evoke memories of moments past. You can't buy those moments back, they are meant to be in our past and they do form a part of our foundation today in our everyday lives. They influence how we decorate our homes, how we dress, how we cook and what we cook with, how we interact with people, they influence it all. We are made up of everything and everyone who came before us.
So when I turned a corner in the Antique Store and looked to my left and saw this next picture, I stood there I am sure with my mouth open and my eyes wide.

How the heck did my Aunty Lill's living room get into this store?? This Sectional was just like the one in her living room, complete with the coffee table and with those ugly standup ashtrays at each end of the couch. See the center of the couch, the little cupboard in the center? She kept her TV Guide in there. And on the end of each couch where the built in coffee table is, was where she put her teacup and her latest Harlequin romance book. The ugly olive green velour upholstery and the patterned cushions. I felt like I was having a de'ja vu moment. It hurtled me back 30 plus years to her house on Crease Ave. And if I had tea there, it was in those green mugs that were all the rage then. I almost expected my Aunt Lill to come around the corner from the kitchen and give me heck for waiting so long to visit her.

Have you ever had a de'ja vu moment in your life that took you right back to a simpler familiar time??