Today I’m missing Ireland. I spent January 2008 studying literature and culture in Dublin, Galway, Derry, Belfast, and several little towns in between. One of my favorite shops we popped into was the Foxford Woolen Mills in County Mayo. I’d visit there all the time if I could find my way back. And, I’m definitely still holding on to the crush I had on all the c-o-l-o-r-f-u-l woolen blankets on display.
In 1993 I experienced my first blizzard ever in Tennessee. We had 13 inches of cold powder, my grandparents visiting from North Carolina were stranded with us for a few days, and I wore trash bags inside my rain boots for a little extra insulation. I thought then that it was the most snow I would ever see! Every succeeding snow was measured against that amazing storm.
Today, 17 years later, I’m watching close to 14 or more inches fall in the Twin Cities. It’s a cozy way to spend a Saturday. In addition to lots of crafting, we’ve made cinnamon struessel muffins, peanut butter swirl brownies, chicken and sausage stew, sipped lots of Diet Dr. Pepper, shoveled our sidewalk about 2 times, worked with our neighbors to dig out Karl’s car in anticipation of the declared Snow Emergency, pushed out two stuck motorists, and met several new good Samaritans and neighbors in the process. As I told Karl earlier, “we’re snow martyrs.” Enjoy a few more pictures of our winter wonderland below:
I don’t usually plan to do movie reviews on my blog, but I can’t pass up the opportunity to write about an all time favorite and seasonally appropriate gem.
I must have been in second or third grade when I first watched the 1940s musical Meet Me in St. Louis. My father checked out the VHS from the library and as soon as the vintage MGM logo filled the screen I was in love. (I checked this out so many times–seriously, over and over and over again–that my parents finally gifted me with my own copy during my first semester of college.) I loved this story of a comfortable, musical, humorous and lovely family in St. Louis and the events and adventures of their lives during a single year. The movie spans the 4 seasons and the ups and downs of boy next door crushes, scary and bold Halloween antics, a job promotion that forces the family to move, and the excitement of the soon to arrive Worlds Fair.
By far the best scene and take away from this movie, however, is the magical Christmas song “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” performed by Judy Garland (the leading lady in MMinSTL (sometimes you just need to abbreviate.)) Many artists have since covered this song (Ella Fitzgerald has a lovely version) but Judy sung it first. This warm, slightly somber tune was written for the movie and sung by Judy to Tootie, her younger sister distraught by the family’s upcoming move. It’s probably the saddest scene in the movie–but the best scene at the same time.
The only other scene in the movie that rivals this might be Tootie’s little ditty sung at a going away party:
I was drunk last night dear mother,
I was drunk the night before.
But if you’ll forgive me mother,
I’ll never be drunk anymore.
I remember when that song used to be so funny to an innocent little lady like my elementary school self.
If you haven’t seen this movie yet, watch it. I’ll even let you borrow it. It’s perfect for this time of year. Christmas wouldn’t be the same without it.