Sorry I was gone for so many days.
I had a hair appointment on Friday morning so that messed me up there and then the weekend came and I, well, took the weekend off. :o)
Here is the before and after of my hair.
truth in advertising....
I should have my hair colored every few months...but I let it go for 9 months.
It's terrible. When it get's all brown and grey I always pull it back.
Seriously, I am not fooling anyone here. I've given up.
Patrick purchased a gift certificate for a color and cut...and I finally went.
Emma shared a song with me called Platinum by Miranda Lambert a few weeks ago....
I knew just what I was going to write on my picture when I heard the funny words!
Gosh it's nice to be blonde again.
On Sunday and Monday Katie and I went to my sister-in-laws house for some much needed choir auditon assistance. Susan is such a talented and generous person. She plays piano beautifully and has helped loads of musicians and singers over the years. Katie is trying out for concert choir this week and she did not know the song at all. It's a challenging piece but very pretty. Susan was a huge help!!!
Fingers crossed tryouts go well.
Then Susan gave me some vidalia onions from her son-in-law from Georgia.
The rabbit trail continues......
Vidalia onions remind me of a special mom who was in my life for just a few years in grade school and middle school. My best neighborhood friend, Claire moved to Wheaton in 6th grade. We became fast friends. On hot summer days Claire and I would get together and play chess in her living room. Of all things I remember the chess is most prominent. (other than the onions...)
Claire's family always seemed so refined. Genteel. I think it was due to Mrs. Lamb and her southern roots. But I always remember it being so quiet in their house. Claire's mom wore her red hair in a chignon and wore neat dresses.
One spring day for lunch Mrs. Lamb was making a sandwich. It was an ONION sandwich.
This I had never hear of in my life. If I recall correctly she used white bread, butter and slices of onion. Uncooked. Raw onions.
She made one for me and I liked it.
Soon after this I decided to make myself a nice onion sandwich at home.
I reached for the onions we had in our house. Probably yellow onions. They looked just the same.
And I made a sandwich just like hers.
Oh my goodness! Was it strong and awful!
I am sure Mrs Lamb told me that her onions were special onions from Georgia...
Vadalia onions which are sweet and mild.
But I was a kid. What could be so different?
So yes, every year that the Vadalia onions are in season and I see them at the grocery store I think of Mrs. Lamb and my friend Claire.
Claire stops by the blog to this day. It is a real delight for me to see her name in the comments.
I'm not sure if I've told this story already. I hope not. But if so....enjoy the repeat.
Perhaps I will try a Vadalia onion sandwich for lunch today.
What do you think?
Encourage one another,
p.s. the title of my blog is part of a song from the 1960's. My mom liked it and I remember her singing it with glee. It was called I love Onions.