mellicious | Papa's shirts

There's a quilt we've been looking for since Mama died - so what, almost 10 months now? I really didn't think it was there - we pulled out piles and piles of quilts and it wasn't in any of them - but I found it today. My cousin Stephanie is the person who is really sentimental about family things; I think I'm not going to say anything about having found it and I'm just going to wrap it up and give it to her for Christmas. What it is, it's a quilt my mother made out of her father's shirts. We've been calling it the "Papa's Shirts" quilt, because that's what we called my grandfather - although of course, since Mama made it, it says "Daddy's Shirts" on the label. I hadn't seen it in so long I'd mostly forgotten what it looked like, although I was around when she was making it. It says 1996 on the label, also, so it was before I started quilting, although not by much - otherwise I guess I'd remember more about it. But I still knew it immediately when I saw it. It was in one of those boxes we pulled out of the very back of the downstairs closet last week, which I didn't really look in too thoroughly at the time. I think I saw that it was quilts but the rest of what was in there was pretty uninteresting, and it was underneath. (On top was a really ugly sampler quilt that I also remember her making - I don't know what I'll do with that one.)

There was also that box full of papers we didn't look at last week, which turned out to be fairly interesting. There were a bunch of old deeds in it - to my grandparent's land and the business and stuff like that. Some of it was very old, 1920s, even. I didn't stop to figure out what it all was, exactly, but I kept all of the old stuff. Because I think it's interesting, not because I think it actually has any value. Although there's some mineral-right business which does figure in the will, and the old land deeds could have a bearing on that. (I have got to call and harass the lawyer next week, anyway - I let the estate stuff slide while we were moving, and I need to kick him into gear again. Nothing seems to happen if I don't, and it's time to get all this crap settled.)

I wrote this morning that it was raining and we might not go to Mom's at all, but the rain let up and we went ahead and went. I'm glad, I wanted to get it over with. I really need to get the rest of the stuff out, and I'm going to Austin next weekend and I won't be able to go there. (Remember the trip I put off in early October? This is when I rescheduled it to, a week after Thanksgiving.

It's looking more and more like there's not going to be Holidailies this year - at least, the site hasn't been updated at all, so unless there's a last-minute flurry of activity over there... It makes me glad I went ahead and updated daily for NaBloPoMo. I'm sure I'll taper off some again in December if there's nothing to remind me to write all the time.

I'm sort of half-watching Wings of Desire. It's so low-key it's hard to really give it 100% of my attention, although it's clear it would be rewarding if I would. I knew Peter Falk was in it but it still sort of weirds me out that he's there. I guess he's too American, it seems to me.