Thursday, May 30, 2013

Libbey


Hello, Dear Ones!
Thank you again for all of your prayers for my Mother and your sweet words about our little  grandbaby to be! Mother is doing so much better now. Mr. Precious and I have packed up everything in her apartment and taken it all to a storage facility. 
I went in and cleaned the apartment this morning and now we're done! 
Whew! That was work.
So we're just taking one day at a time with her.

But in the mean time, I have brought some of her things over to my house to keep for her 
~ a few pieces of furniture and dishes! :)

So I wanted to toss out a quick post and show you a set of glasses that my Mother had when I was little. I loved them so and was just thrilled when she would use them, mostly just when we had company.

 They're not expensive...
just little Libbey glasses.

 But they're priceless to me!

 Aren't they sweet with the pretty butterflies all over.
I don't even remember what dishes my mother would use with these.

 My tiny lips slurped up sweet tea from each rim! 
Tea was even sweeter from these darling glasses.

One glass is broken so there's only seven.
But that's okay.
I'm so happy to have these glasses now.
My little Mother is happy that they will be in my keeping.

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Good Directions

I was sittin' there sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck
Crunchin' on a pork rind when she pulled up
She had to be thinkin' "This is where Rednecks come from"
She had Hollywood written on her license plate
She was lost and lookin' for the interstate
Needin' directions and I was the man for the job

I told her way up yonder past the caution light
There's a little country store with an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Then a left will take you to the interstate
But a right will bring you right back here to me

I was sittin' there thinkin' 'bout her pretty face
Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name
I threw my hat and thought, "You fool, that could've been love"
I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down
She probably didn't like me anyhow
So I watched her disappear in a cloud of dust.

I told her way up yonder past the caution light
There's a little country store with an old Coke sign
You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Then a left will take you to the interstate
But a right will bring you right back here to me

Is this Georgia heat playin' tricks on me
Or am I really seein' what I think I see
The woman of my dreams comin' back to me

She went way up yonder past the caution light
Don't know why, but somethin' felt right
When she stopped in and asked Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea
Mama gave her a big 'ol glass and sent her right back here to me

Thank God for good directions:and turnip greens
~ sung by Billy Currington