Monday Musings

Thanks for entering the contest for the book - I'll do the drawing on Friday. It's not to late to go to the previous post and sign up. It is very exciting to be back in the public domain - it has been frustrating to have to be private.

Thank you also for welcoming Kristen back into the world of blogging at her new site, Jeremiah 29:11. It would be great if you'd go over there and become a Follower!

Remember making an apron in Home Ec? I loved Home Ec - I was blessed to have both sewing and cooking, one semester of each, for 3 years. I am sad that that it's become a seemingly unnecessary part of curriculum these days.


I had some great home ec teachers - I was a quick learner, so I got to do extra projects, including some pretty advanced knitting. I still had my first apron until just recently, when it was in complete shreds.

One year DC gave me a very interesting Christmas gift - a pattern, fabric, lace, and buttons to make a very fancy apron. I was impressed that he went to such an effort to get something I would enjoy making and using. I have two young nieces who are making aprons for themselves and as gifts - I am glad the younger women are discovering aprons.

All these thoughts have gone through my mind since I got this story in an e-mail:

I don't think our kids know what an apron is. (Note - my grandkids do, because they like to use my old ones as big girl "bibs").

The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath. Because she only had a few,it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material. But along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.

And when the weather was cold grandma wrapped it around her arms.

Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.

Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.

From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.


In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.

When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.

When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the menfolks knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.

It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.

REMEMBER:

Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.

They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron.

I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron.

Just for fun - enjoy this picture of Grandpa and Emma - can you tell how nuts they are about each other?





The weight loss journey is going well - I can hardly wait to weigh a week from Saturday.

See you Friday!