I have been feeling a bit nostalgic this week and thinking back to my childhood and special days in our family. I really wanted a Chatty Kathy doll for Christmas one year and I can still remember getting her. I think I was 7. Sweet little Kathy still lives on top of my dresser! She still wears her original pink pin striped dress and hair bows. Somehow she lost her shoes along the way though - probably testament to a little southern girl's doll! I never wear them if I can avoid it either! I hadn't gotten Kathy down for a while to look at her, or even dust her off. I did so tonight - I combed her still new looking shiny black hair, I washed her freckled face and beautiful blue eyes...oh, what a sweet girl. Oh, to hear her lovely voice again...the pull on her back was right where it should be. With great expectation I gently pulled the string...I'll let you know when I find the 666 tattoo. Poor Chatty girl has gone to the other side since I last enjoyed her company!
Note to self: Do not ever again converse with Chatty at midnight.
As I was placing my demented friend back on her dresser perch, I spotted the once pink rose bouquet my daughter carried in her wedding. I remember well the day we found the florist. We had been to visit many florists, but none of them could perfectly match the exact rose Julie had found in a brides magazine. After being told by an aggravated florist at a previous appointment that the roses do not exist but were merely the result of an editor's clever touch ups, I was beginning to think we might have to settle. But the lovely lady immediately say, "Of course. You would like semi forced Bridal Pinks." Hallelujah, ring 'em up! The barely blush pink bridal bouquet was spectacular, wrapped in white organza to match Julie's gorgeous white organza dress.
Here it is on the big day:
Here it is today on my dresser. Darling Julie...you've been married 7 1/2 years. Please come get your bouquet. I don't like it nearly as much as I once did :) !
This little pink box is not old but I do love it. My husband bought it for me at the Venetian in Las Vegas. It reminds me of a wonderful, peaceful time we had - just the two of us last winter after a really difficult health issue had created a lot of stress in our lives. We just needed to be together to have a little mindless fun!
Finally, nothing nostalgic at all! But I do love these fluffy, frilly slippers my sweet husband gave me for Christmas. I love the pink satin ribbon trim. I did need slippers so everywhere we shopped together I would point out any cute slippers I saw. The sweet man bought me THREE pairs of slippers. Every time I pointed a pair out, he bought them!
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