A recent interaction on a FB post comment thread led me to thinking about sewing boxes. It was a very funny meme shared in a closed group and went like this (some sewers will also think this is funny):
In any case, it was about preferring cookies over sewing supplies (when you presumably had no use for sewing supplies and loved cookies). We got into a conversation about remembering how personal sewing baskets can be and I said I preferred a tin of sewing supplies over a tin of cookies (especially since I could bake cookies any day of the week but to be the recipient of someone’s sewing basket…well…it was like being the keeper of their stories).
Over the years I have become the receiver of several such boxes, baskets or tins acquired by gift, trade, or purchase at a yard sale. Each sewing collection is very personal and tells a story. It’s so much fun to sort through each collection.
I’m sure many of you know what I mean. You could also tell sewing box stories.
I even mention this since we are talking about mottainai again which is really what this meme is about!
Why throw away a perfectly good storage box? Save and re-use! This was a Japanese American based group so it was fun to see all the comical comments about expecting something delicious only to find out that there were sewing and mending supplies inside.
I started this post a day ago and even today the thread still grows. It really struck a vein of memories for many and I thought you would enjoy the story.
I sadly report that tonight my old man kitty, Toby, has been having some seizures for the past several hours. He’s not really mine, but I’m his. He used to live a few doors down but decided to relocate here a couple of years ago and goes home to visit on occasion. We’ve been attending to his needs and declining health these past couple of years but sadly I think this is the end.
He’s sitting at my feet as I write this…
I’ll sit with him tonight and if need be, take him for a last call at the vet tomorrow. He’s been my constant companion for the past year and a half…
I know my heart will need a little mending when he’s gone.