Monday-Wash Day
I remember handing her clothes pins. And learning how to fold little things. She was a story teller, and this is when she would share things with me. She seemed to have a story about everything. And since she was Seventh Day Adventist, God was always part of the lesson.
Tuesday-Ironing and mending. This was when I learned to iron tea towels and then aprons. I was so proud. Most of the mending she did by hand, but she had a sewing machine also.
Wednesday-Market Day...Granddaddy would come home early from work to take us shopping. List in hand off we went. Grand Mommy loved to shop, she looked at every little thing and would say how pretty it was or this would be of no use to me. I knew we would be going to the Dime store ---New berry's for a cherry coke while Grand mommy looked at fabric. She loved fabric.
Thursday- cleaning day, and that meant every...everything spit spot! Oh that cherry wood!
This seemed to be a day of just getting things done....
Friday- was baking bread, love the smells that came from the kitchen. All the cooking was done on this day. The weekend was like a long picnic. Cold fried chicken, yummm or that pot of beans with fresh bread...not bad. I loved my Grand mommy's chocolate pie...
Saturday- church and that could be a all day thing, sometimes we had visitors after church, and they would have lunch with us. My Grand mommy loved to feed people, no one was a stranger ones they passed through her door.
Sunday- a day of rest...a day trip to see family, or the park...or just staying home and playing games.
Now with all that good teaching, you would think I could honor her memory and do the same.
I left this all behind when I was 7 years old.
3 comments:
Hi sweet Mary, I was just reading your blog about your home and I am right there with you sweetie!!! I am 46 years old and what I've discovered is this, life is whizzing by us and do I want to keep toiling over the same things over and over, day after day or do I want to relish each day, enjoy my life and create as much as I can? I do what needs to be done when it needs to be done.....but even this will not last....I've finally realized this ~ Thank you for your sweet words, Mary! xxoo, Dawn
This made me think of my mom. She was so organized and had special days when she did things, too. Hers were a bit different than your Grand mommy's but still quite scheduled. Unfortunately I did not take after my mom!! I do things when I get to them and some times I don't get to them for quite awhile!
When I was growing up, my mom used to make a particular dish for supper on Mondays, a certain one on Tuesdays, etc. She really didn't have a housekeeping schedule though. But I do remember that at my Grandma's house it was always wash day on Mondays and I hated it because the beds, tablecloths, etc. were stripped and everything looked so bare and "not right".
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