Throwback Thursday...

Fifty years ago.  This is me in 1974.  Man, I loved that sweater!  My mother knit it of a variegated yarn of light pink to deep maroon.  And the pattern worked out such a cool design; the top looks like just variegated yarn, but just beneath what you can see in this photo it worked into large stretches of the individual colors being grouped together, so there were large areas of the individual colors.  

She also knit one just like it in a different color (cream to deep gold) for my best friend.  Sadly my best friend and I had a falling out over a boy before my mother finished that sweater, so I got to wear that one too.  😂  My friend and I eventually figured out that besties trumped testes, but by then I couldn't give her a used sweater.

I absolutely loved the special things my mother made for me.  Besides just knitting, she was a fabulous seamstress.  I went through a phase where I wanted to wear ready-made clothes like my friends.  I think it hurt Mom's feelings, but she bought me a dress that I wanted.  Then the very first time I wore it to school, another girl wore the exact same dress.  That had never happened to me before, and I never wanted it to happen again.  LOL  We were both happy again when we went back to the old way of doing things. 

Throwback Thursday...

I came across this photo a few days ago.  This was not too long after we brought Rudy home.  He loved that monkey so much...he went through several of them.  That was back when stuffed toys lasted for awhile.  These days no stuffed varmint is safe; he must save us from them immediately.  

I bought him a stuffed bear for Christmas that was ridiculously expensive.  I bought it because the selling point was that it was indestructible; which made me think that it might last a couple of days.  It lasted about a half hour.  But once it had been eviscerated, and the squeaker and stuffing had been gathered up and safely discarded, he continues to be happy with the carcass.  Carrying it around, offering it to us for our admiration.

Sadly I bought one for my daughter's dog as well, and that one only lasted twenty minutes.

But this photo makes me smile.  It's like they were playing a game of mirror...all those limbs thrown akimbo.  And Rudy's belly was pink and unblemished.  Now he has age spots on his tummy and all over really.  He has gray hair around his eyes and muzzle.  He's going to be eight in April.