Becoming My Grandmother.

One of my Facebook friends posted something about her Bucket List the other day.

You know, the things she wants to do before she kicks the bucket…

AND at the top of her list? Skydiving. And I gotta tell ya, I don’t get it, because I have no desire. No. Desire.

She’s MY. AGE. A GROWN-UP, for Pete’s sake. And it occurred to me, not for the first time in my life, I might add, that compared to other people my age I’m sort of a grandma. I’ve always thought I should have lived in a different era...

…like the 1930s. I’m really drawn to things from the 1930s. The architecture. The Depression Glass. The Waltons. I loved that show as a kid…

So basically what I’m trying to say is, skydiving won’t be on my bucket list. Wanna know what is? First of all, I want to love my husband and children and for them to know it. I want them to call me blessed someday. 

But besides all that? 1. I want to learn how to sew. 

 
I mean, I know it’s not rocket science, and I did take Home Ec in Seventh Grade, but the last thing I created with a sewing machine was a Hunter Green floral valance for the window in my dorm room. If that gives you any indication of how long ago it’s been… 


I have grandiose ideas about sewing the bedding for the baby’s room, but…  I think it’s safe to say a chronic case of A.D.D might prevent such.


2. I want to bake all my own bread.  I love to bake. It’s one of my favorite stress-relievers, and it makes the house smell so cozy and homey. And such a grandma thing to do.

 

3. I want my family to eat every meal at the table. Home-cooked-from-scratch meals, made without Velveeta, Bisquick, or canned soup.

 
4. I’d LOVE to know how to play the piano.

I sort of know how, but I’m not good at it. My mom taught me how to read music, my grandmother taught me which keys were which, I (mostly) taught myself a few songs, and I had about five minutes of real piano lessons before I got bored and refused to go anymore. I sold my piano last year, and I miss it.


My grandmother plays the piano in this dramatic silent-movie style. It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen before. One day, I need to get a video. THAT is how I’d love to be able to play… like my grandmother.


5. I’d like to serve fresh vegetables at every meal. Prepared while wearing an apron. Yes. An apron. Because it’s what my grandmother does.

6. Vegetables from my own garden, of course. We’re off to a pretty good start. It’s something I’d love to be really good at though.

7. And I want to learn how to can.  Because I’m going to have an abundance of home-grown vegetables and I need to know what to do with them.

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