warm and cozy

warm and cozy

Thursday, September 22, 2016

polished or unpolished

I guess it depends on what angle you are looking at it from.

I've never been one to be like the Jones.  I tend to be aloof and keep to myself.  Not for any particular reason, I am happy with my own company and I've never craved the validation of my peers.

I seriously think that growing up on the mountain with only brothers, no neighbors, I just got used to myself.

But lately with my career taking a slight curve and dealing with new people, a different type of people.  I look at them, then look at me and wonder.  Did I lose something along the way.

These ladies are polished and magazine like, with bangles and heels.  Here I am hoping my shoes match and happy when I have a slightly coordinated top and bottom, certainly not high end.

I admit I could use a good polishing.

In high school while the other girls experimented with make up and came out looking like the cover to Teen Beat.   I looked like the booklet advertising clown school.

I envy my southern cousins that mama's taught them to not slouch, DO NOT leave the house with out your hair in place, lipstick and nails to the nines.

Mine made sure when I left the house I had my shoes on (she didn't like it that I tried to go bare foot everywhere)

But then I think of all the things she did teach me. Sewing, canning, gardening, how to fix it, that new isn't always better, some polish goes a long way on old wood and the way to peoples hearts is kindness.  Probably most of all that one true friend is worth more than a crowd of followers.

I forgot one other thing...cleaning the top half of the toilet is not cleaning the toilet...it goes all the way to the floor, young lady...ugh...and don't think that doesn't play in my head every time I clean.


  1. Hi Marie,well you know what.....we could have been sisters!!!!!!.i didn't really learn anything from my parents,don't get me wrong I had a loving home,but I sort of learned myself to do every craft but crochet from a young age,I didn't really fit in as we couldn't afford to be high end dressers,but I did learn one thing...we should be proud of who we are,I loved my job,I was a nurse,and I want you to be proud too,we don't need everyone's things because we are happy and loved for who we are...πŸ’•Una.πŸ’•

    1. I wish there was not an ocean between us I would love to sit down with you and have tea. Thank you.

    2. I wish there was not an ocean between us I would love to sit down with you and have tea. Thank you.

  2. Ahh Marie,I would love that too,so let's just be faraway friends and thoroughly enjoy who we are and each other's blogs,and I promise I will take up blogging again so you can see inside my life as I am loving looking into yours,so take care my friend we will speak soon.xxxUna..xxx.ps,I shall have a Scottish shortbread with my tea just for you.πŸ‚πŸ’•πŸ

  3. Sounds to me that you are blessed with your mother's instructions.