My Daughter's Birthday

     Wow.  33 years ago today, after less than 3 hours of labor, my sweet little baby girl was born.  She was born smiling and bright-eyed, and remains the same to this day.  Happy birthday, Melody!
     When Melody was 3 years old, I made her a doll, Nancy.  I also made them matching outfilts - royal blue & white flower-print dresses with royal blue & white dotted pinafores.  A couple years later, I made new outfits for them both - emerald green dresses with pinafores made of "My Melody" fabric, a  pink, white, and emerald green print, bought at the "Hello Kitty" store. (When we discovered the "My Melody" character at the Hello Kitty store, we HAD to have the lunchbox, the stickers, the tote bag, etc., etc., etc.)
     Melody still has Nancy.  Nancy has been through many events of life. Births and deaths. College days. Marriage.  City living and country living. Poor Nancy was getting worse-for-wear, so, Melody decided to wash her.  In the washing machine.  Poor Nancy!  Her embroidered face was almost gone. Several of her joints had come apart, and her stuffing was missing.  Her hair was terribly tangled.  One foot was completely missing!  Oh, my!  Melody asked me to fix her...

     So, I've been working on Nancy for a month or so now... She is back to her happy little self, has new feet (made out of an actual pair of Melody's baby socks!), and a new outfit.  I'm going to re-give Nancy to Melody today for her birthday.  Can't wait to see the reaction.


                                          Nancy after her "makeover".  Doesn't she look happy?
                                                      Shalom Y'all, Twyla

Elvis and Me

           Elvis is a good friend of mine.  After all those reports of losing him, I thought I'd clarify things once and for all - Elvis is still around, and he resides at my house!
           He's a little squarer than you probably remember him; but, hey, the years tend to do that to all of us...
           He still has that shiny black outfit... You know, the one he shimmied in to the delight of millions of naive highschool girls.  The one that Ed Sullivan did not want on his variety show.
           But, same as all of us, he's getting older.  He has a lot of gas,  makes several other odd noises, and can be cranky  and kind of cold in the morning.
           I would miss him terribly if he left for any reason.
           Y'know, Elvis was originally a country boy, so it makes sense that he ended up here... the simple life... country living. I think he's happier than he's ever been!

Elvis and me... did you guess?     :)
  Shalom Y'all!     Twyla