As a Christian I find it interesting that I love planning and executing my Passover / Seder dinner. Last year R and I have 23 guests for dinner, that means two dinning rooms tables set together in the great room. Since I had enough china and sterling the only thing missing was the glassware for wine, water, tea etc. That accounts for at least 4 glasses per person hmmm 4 multiplied by 23 is 92, do you have enough stemware for 92 friends? I'm sorry I don't. What is a girl to do? Why set the table with Spode Blue Italian, Towle Chippendale silver and the Dollar tree glassware. Honestly, if anyone noticed they didn't say a word. My philosophy is if you mix and match with the good stuff i/e/ Spode then no one will notice the cheap stuff. LOL Or so I tell myself.
So all that said, to say I have sent the invitations for my friends to save the date for this years Passover. Yes I a Christian, however, I firmly believe that All Christians should be celebrating a Passover dinner, think about it, Christ died after he celebrated Passover. Shouldn't this be part of our tradition?
I love this time, probably as much as I love Christmas. I look forward to the event; the friends, the meal; the planning, and the significance of the time and the meal. I love the prayers throughout the meal, the commemoration of the original Passover. Why don't Christians celebrate this event. Why are we ignorant of this event?
In the coming weeks I will share the planning and preparation of this meal/celebration along with pictures to show wonderful china and silver and Shabby chic glassware.
Think about having your own Passover /Seder dinner. Friends will love you for it and all information can be found on the net.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
In Rememberance of a Sweet Lady Dear Elsie
When I was a little girl, my parents had two friends that I adored. As a family we would go to Elsie and Eddie's house for visits. It was a grand house as grand as anything I had ever been exposed to. The first house that I remember which had a "Formal" living room. The furnishings were elegant, tasteful and refined. Something out of the movies, her house could have been given a spread in Southern Living.
My parents loved them and they likewise loved mom and daddy. Never to have children, why I don't know mom and daddy gave Elsie an Eddie the choice of selecting my name. I'm not sure why or where they came up with Christy; but the middle name of Lee was Eddie's. Maybe that was the start of the strong bond I have always felt for them. Elsie told the story of when in my infancy I was croupy, fussy, she and Eddie would come over after dinner and take me for long rides around town. Yes I was one of those children who was chauffered around town in the days before car seats to be soothed. Why did Elsie and Eddie do it? So simple really, they had the car!
When we went for visit on Saturday evening, the visit would always end with a grand finale and that would be Elsie giving an organ recital and the last song played would be daddy's favorite at full volume, The Battle Hymn of the Republic; played loud enough to shake the pictures on the walls, wake the dead and convert the sinners : )
I remember getting to go for extended visits in the summer and spend time with Elsie's mother Mrs. Shad. Mrs. Shad was one of the lovely southern ladies who had a wonderful scent that was inherently hers, lilacs and gardenias. A tiny little woman who I can still see in my minds eye teaching me to add spoonfuls of batter to muffin cups a little at a time, "because you see it is so much easier to add a little rather than take some out" . It's funny there is not a time when I make muffins or bake that I don't hear her voice.
When I moved back to Louisville in 2007 Elsie and I would chat on the phone, I particularly remember one evening when she lectured me strongly not to be like her. I can hear her voice as if it were still echoing in the walls, don't live in the past, it's true your husband died and I am sorry and I know you miss him, but Christy Lee do not live the rest of your life alone, this was the only time she ever spoke sternly to me. She knew what she was talking about, Eddie left this life in the early part of the '70's. Elsie never married and only in last 10 years did she have a suitor. I promised her I would not cordon off my heart and I would live life fully.
Why am I remembering all of this? My dear Elsie died this past November and for many reasons that I can't begin to explain I only found out today. My heart is breaking that I was not able to pay my respects for my dear sweet friend. I am grieving, ashamed and embarrassed that I did not call more often to check up her. Or that I did not ask her to post my name and number somewhere so someone could call me in the event that she needed me.
I know that where she is she has forgiven me, I pray in time I can forgive myself.
Please please people if you have elderly in your life that you love, find a way for events in their lives to be passed along to you.
My parents loved them and they likewise loved mom and daddy. Never to have children, why I don't know mom and daddy gave Elsie an Eddie the choice of selecting my name. I'm not sure why or where they came up with Christy; but the middle name of Lee was Eddie's. Maybe that was the start of the strong bond I have always felt for them. Elsie told the story of when in my infancy I was croupy, fussy, she and Eddie would come over after dinner and take me for long rides around town. Yes I was one of those children who was chauffered around town in the days before car seats to be soothed. Why did Elsie and Eddie do it? So simple really, they had the car!
When we went for visit on Saturday evening, the visit would always end with a grand finale and that would be Elsie giving an organ recital and the last song played would be daddy's favorite at full volume, The Battle Hymn of the Republic; played loud enough to shake the pictures on the walls, wake the dead and convert the sinners : )
I remember getting to go for extended visits in the summer and spend time with Elsie's mother Mrs. Shad. Mrs. Shad was one of the lovely southern ladies who had a wonderful scent that was inherently hers, lilacs and gardenias. A tiny little woman who I can still see in my minds eye teaching me to add spoonfuls of batter to muffin cups a little at a time, "because you see it is so much easier to add a little rather than take some out" . It's funny there is not a time when I make muffins or bake that I don't hear her voice.
When I moved back to Louisville in 2007 Elsie and I would chat on the phone, I particularly remember one evening when she lectured me strongly not to be like her. I can hear her voice as if it were still echoing in the walls, don't live in the past, it's true your husband died and I am sorry and I know you miss him, but Christy Lee do not live the rest of your life alone, this was the only time she ever spoke sternly to me. She knew what she was talking about, Eddie left this life in the early part of the '70's. Elsie never married and only in last 10 years did she have a suitor. I promised her I would not cordon off my heart and I would live life fully.
Why am I remembering all of this? My dear Elsie died this past November and for many reasons that I can't begin to explain I only found out today. My heart is breaking that I was not able to pay my respects for my dear sweet friend. I am grieving, ashamed and embarrassed that I did not call more often to check up her. Or that I did not ask her to post my name and number somewhere so someone could call me in the event that she needed me.
I know that where she is she has forgiven me, I pray in time I can forgive myself.
Please please people if you have elderly in your life that you love, find a way for events in their lives to be passed along to you.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
A little off
On the off chance someone follows this attempt at blogging, I have been feeling "off" this week, not sure what it is, maybe an ear infection? I feel like my brain is sloshing in my head.
Off to the doc on Monday.
Off to the doc on Monday.
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