I have been spending the weekend at my Grandma's house in north Houston, and I can tell you, it's been absolutely deLIGHTful. My gram is the eptiome of the quick-witted Southern lady- I owe her a fortune for teaching me how to balance my charm and sass. This morning we woke up and had coffee, put on a Ornette Coleman record (she said she was feeling wild!), and made waffles topped with fresh Texas peaches I picked up from a stand on FM 1960 friday evening.
I love the way the inside of her house looks- I remember growing up here, with the giant pine trees in the backyard, the old, steep wooden staircase lined with framed photos and brass ornaments and dried flowers and lace. I've been helping her clean up the house and get rid of things since my grandfather died this spring, and she has so many tuxedoes, suits, cashmere coats and fur capes i'm helping her sell on Ebay. I was lucky enough to make off with some embroidered boots and a silk bathrobe she gave me! She also told me that i'd better take some things, even though I already have a beautiful brass floor lamp and a full-length mirror she gave me when I moved to Dallas. I took some pictures, and i'll upload them next week, I promise. Right now, i'm squealing at what a lucky girl I am to inherit this old rocking chair i'm sitting in with the cream crochet cushions, the wooden turntable that's sitting on a skinny hand-carved bedside table, her Singer from the 70s, all the little framed mirrors in the bathroom.
Tonight we're going out for dinner, but when we get home she'll probably want to make some fresh lemonade. We'll put it an ice cold pitcher with some Jim Bean, sit out on the back porch on the swing, have drinks, and watch the stars come out.
I'm down.
Lovelovelove,
Amanda
P.S. I told her all about Seattle, and she gave me a big thumbs up, y'all.
I love the way the inside of her house looks- I remember growing up here, with the giant pine trees in the backyard, the old, steep wooden staircase lined with framed photos and brass ornaments and dried flowers and lace. I've been helping her clean up the house and get rid of things since my grandfather died this spring, and she has so many tuxedoes, suits, cashmere coats and fur capes i'm helping her sell on Ebay. I was lucky enough to make off with some embroidered boots and a silk bathrobe she gave me! She also told me that i'd better take some things, even though I already have a beautiful brass floor lamp and a full-length mirror she gave me when I moved to Dallas. I took some pictures, and i'll upload them next week, I promise. Right now, i'm squealing at what a lucky girl I am to inherit this old rocking chair i'm sitting in with the cream crochet cushions, the wooden turntable that's sitting on a skinny hand-carved bedside table, her Singer from the 70s, all the little framed mirrors in the bathroom.
Tonight we're going out for dinner, but when we get home she'll probably want to make some fresh lemonade. We'll put it an ice cold pitcher with some Jim Bean, sit out on the back porch on the swing, have drinks, and watch the stars come out.
I'm down.
Lovelovelove,
Amanda
P.S. I told her all about Seattle, and she gave me a big thumbs up, y'all.
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