Thursday, April 5, 2007
Palm fronds and frog stitching
• I have so many good friends. Not a one of them believes that I can remember anything!
Every Palm Sunday for as long as I can remember, at my church, Free Springs United Methodist in Harmontown, there has been a children’s processional with palm fronds waving, at the beginning of the worship service.
For many years now, it has been my responsiblity to remember to pick up the palm fronds from Jennie’s Florist (now Jennie’s Flowers) on Friday.
For many years, I’ve had to make a trip all the way back into Holly Springs on Saturday to pick them up because I forgot them on Friday (we live 20ish miles out of town).
I was determined this past Friday would be different! I was not going to forget those palm fronds! So I made it everyone else’s responsibility to remind me!
My son was going to send me an email at work and everyone at church was either going to email or call me.
The day before, Irene Strickland from Jennie’s Flowers called up here at the newspaper and told everyone here to make a note to remind me to pick up my palm fronds!
My son emailed me early Friday morning. I had a note on my desk. I ran at least two errands and didn’t pick up the palm fronds. Barbara here at work reminded me several times.
By 2:30 p.m., I still hadn’t picked up the palm fronds.
Then, bless her heart, Irene called me again (she’s a Methodist also and responsible for her church’s palm fronds).
I immediately got up, walked out the door and went and picked up the palm fronds!
Two more people from church called/emailed to remind me to pick them up!
As I said, I am truly blessed with good friends!
• I am attempting to teach my daughter and one of her good friends how to machine quilt.
We had our first “class” last Saturday and it was really fun — considering Tammy, my daughter’s friend, was scared of the rotary cutter and her sewing machine and Dana had just bought a sewing machine and has never sewn on a machine before (well, Irene Strickland was her “home ec” teacher at Potts Camp and she tried her best, but...)
Before the afternoon was out, Tammy was conquering her fear and dislike of cutting beautiful fabric up and was even sewing more than an inch at a time without stopping and panting.
Dana was sewing full steam ahead and neither of them had to rip out very much at all.
“Frog” stitching is an important step in any sewing — sew it wrong and “rip-it, rip-it, rip-it.”
I had to teach them all the tricks, didn’t I?
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