To be honest...growing up Catholic it was a fun story to tell around Halloween (mom loved Halloween - I always had the most awesome costumes!) and it was even more fun since people said I had "evil looking eyes" and looked "witchy" - ok we were usually seriously stoned/trashed beyond recognition (excuse #632: it's what we did in the 80's!).... - and then I met my best friend - he truely saved my life in so very many ways (I know you will never admit it Ry!) and then I found a new path... which seriously made it even weirder of a story to tell to those old friends - even if I know the true story behind the Salem Witch Trials. This picture is of my mom ( I mean my Mom's hands) in Salem - we always leave a little something...
...and this picture is of Gram's baby shoes. How cool are they?! Being one who loves "other peoples children" (if you know what I mean...) I can't imagine putting a child's shoes and having to use a hook to button them! Where did folks find the patience back then? *laughs*
Anyways...just some thoughts I thought I would share....had a seriously crappy day - found out I have to be on tv on Friday and I am sooo uncomfortable with my appearance it just stresses me out - *shakes yet another dirty martini* hmmm - maybe I got that from Great Grandpa! :p (Gram's stories tell of him being a drinker)
Have a good night folks...
3 comments:
A beautiful post from a beautiful Eva!
Very inspirational! I'm loving those shoes and feel a shoe collage coming on!
how wonderful!
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