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What a Peach! August 30, 2011

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What a gem!

What can I say…meeting up with my dearest, bestest friend of my grammar school and junior high school years was an amazing thing. I can barely put into words how excited I was to get together with Peach after, ahem, 37 years. You know, Facebook has gotten a bit of a “been there, done that,” sort of bad rep among some, but I am thankful for it. Β It was that cyber-social secretary that helped us find each other.

First, let me say, I am a huge fan of Project Runway—hooked since the second or third show of Season One. To be honest, when Season Eight first aired and introduced all the designers, I remember seeing Peach and feeling in my gut she was familiar. But because I knew her as “Sheila Enzweiler,” it didn’t click right away. Sure, her mom and her sibs called her “Peachy,” but everyone at school called her Sheila, and so that’s what I called her, too. And since we lost touch when my family moved away in the middle of 7th grade (I ask you, how cruel was that? Moving in the middle of 7th grade?!), I didn’t know her by her married name.

Still, over the years I thought about her many times, recalling all the things we’d done together, all the things we’d been through together at St. John’s School in Winfield Illinois. One of my favorite memories was us catching butterflies in the field between our houses (using tennis racquets for nets, no less!), then setting them free in the screen porch behind her garage and watching the butterflies flutter around. I often wondered where and what this dear friend was doing. Did she still occasionally dance around with butterflies? Or teach her own kids to stitch up a “sit-upon,” like we made together in Brownies?

I did look for Peach on Facebook when I first joined; problem was, I searched “Sheila Enzweiler.” Dead end, of course.

At any rate, no words can describe how astonished I was when Peach “friended” me; it was like all the bells and whistles and fireworks went off in my head at once. OF COURSE, of course! No wonder she looked so familiar! No wonder that fabulous smile caught and held me, why her laugh was so infectious! And then, I cannot tell you what an utter idiot I felt like for not realizing it sooner.

But further, I cannot express how excited I was for her, and proud—on the other hand, it didn’t surprise me that she’d made such a splash, for Peach always sparkled; she lit up every room she walked into. Not to mention her fresh outlook and sense of humor showed itself in her creativity. You can see this for yourself on her website, and on her blog for PR Season 9.Β 

And just a couple of weeks ago, when we met again, the first time after all those years, it seemed like those 37 years had never gone by! I wish I could put into words how fabulous it was to be in touch with her again, after so long. How easy it was to be together. More remarkable to us was learning how many parallels our lives had had without our knowing: starting with, for instance, the fact that we were each blessed with a beautiful, curly-haired daughter as an only child.

She was such a sweetie to the Bug (who begged to come meet her), bringing along 2 darling original skirts (perfect fit), and an equally adorable Peach Carr T-shirt for her. Let me tell you, Bug wore them 3 or 4 days running. I could hardly pry them off the kid to wash them. They are her prized possessions! πŸ™‚

Anyway, I could go on and on. Suffice it to say, that I feel so blessed to have been given the chance to reunite with this most wonderful and dear friend. In a way, I’m sad that we missed the chance to share our friendship over all these years, but I can only hope we’ll now have the chance to make up for lost time, even with our busy lives in different places.

Dear friends are a gift of heaven…

In my lifetime, I have been blessed with just a few “Anam CaraΒ (a celtic phrase meaning “soul friend”).” Now, I am so happy to think—to me—Peach is truly one of them.

 

Those hazy crazy days of summer… August 22, 2011

I know, I know! It’s been an age since I posted anything—a whole month, in fact. My face is Red. I don’t think I’ve ever let that much time go by before. But I promise, it’s only ’cause I’ve been so busy, that every time I tried to sit down and write, something else came up that needed my attention.

That, of course, is because I’ve just spent the last 3 weeks in Illinois! My most favorite place (besides England) in the world, packed full of family, friends, fun, and drama. My neighbor across the street always harangues me about going to Chicago in the summer, it being all hot and humid. And it was exactly that this time. Really hot and humid. But that’s where I wanna be most, with my family. Besides, everyone there I know has AC. It gets hot here in Northern CA, too, and we don’t have AC.

At any rate…

So, where to start? I suppose, first, after an ungodly early morning flight out, we arrived and went (almost) straight to a graduation party for one of our nephews. Why I have no photos of this, I cannot say. Must’ve had something to do with the effects of the Dramamine on my sleep-deprived brain. It was great though…lots of laughs with family, beer, delicious food…the works. What was strange to CR and me was that as the evening progressed, the 4 or 5 teenagers watching TV in the family room quietly multiplied to somewhere in the neighborhood of 37 by the time we left. I suppose you out there with teens understand how this phenom occurs, but it was surprising to us.

Next, CR and I took the Bug on the train to Wiggly Field—I mean Wrigley Field—to see the Cubbies trounce the Reds. Was so great—haven’t been to WF in at least 23 years or so, and that in itself brought back great memories.

Ah, the ivy-covered walls...

We had decent covered seats, and there was a lovely breeze coming in from the lake. I, of course took the opportunity to “Stitch and Pitch”—a term which totally cracked up CR—while enjoying a beer. Chose to work on my “Orchid Thief” shawl because any spilled beer or wayward mustard blob wouldn’t be so noticeable. Luckily didn’t have to worry about that since I was very careful not to jump around during the exciting bits.

The 2 must-haves for watching a game: knitting and a beer.

Best of all, the final score was Cubs 4, Reds 2. We even got to see a home run made off a line drive. Amazing. Once-in-a-lifetime, according to Captain Romance. And we did the whole commuter thing: the train, the el, walking, walking, walking (that’s my kind of hike). The Bug loved it. I love the City.

Cocktails in the Rose Garden of the Baker Hotel...reminded me a bit of Hampton Court---the castle, not the motel!

The very next day was the delightful wedding of my Darlin’Cuz’s beautiful daughter to her adorable husband. My camera was acting up, so I don’t have the greatest pictures, but here are a few of my gorgeous sis, her equally gorgeous kiddos (those at the end of this post), and my personal favorite, Bug dancing with her dad. Aww. The venue, the historic Baker Hotel, was gorgeousgorgeous! The food was delish, the dancing a riot, and frankly it was a fabulous time!

Still more knitting…was supposed to make Talamh as a KAL with my Darling Cuz, so I cast on to get a jump. That girl knits faaast! You wouldn’t believe how many times I’ve seen her cast on a couple hundred stitches or so, and do 2 full inches of knitting, all in a couple of hours of hanging at Starbucks. Anyway, I cast on just so I could keep up with her, and have slogged through this pattern nearly to the point of putting the sleeves on stitch holders.

At this point, it just looks like a pile of yarn the cat spat up, but it's actually pretty.

It’s a top down pattern. The “waffle-stitch” pattern is pretty, but kinda endless. I think the only thing getting me through this is that I desperately need the sweater. Hope I like it!

There seemed to be lots more visiting this year than others: dinner with my bro and sis-in-law, off to see my Aunt Wheezy, a road trip in a thunderstorm with Darling Cuz to my favorite yarn shop ever, The Fold in Marengo, Illinois, a way, way-too-short visit with my Anam Cara Meggie (oooh, you’d better check her blog, Somewhere In Between—makes my mouth water every time I read it!), and finally, an insanely special meet-up with an amazing woman who was my very best friend in grammar school and junior high. It was tough to believe we were together again after 37 years…

Can't even put into words how much I missed her!

That’s right…the gorgeous and talented, amazing Peach Carr. Yes, Peach of Project Runway, season 8 (oh yes, you have to check out her Project Runway blog, too!). More on that wonderful reunion another time. πŸ™‚

Thank you, FaceBook.

All this was sprinkled with shopping, and cooking, and thunderstorms, and eating, and sleep-overs, and watching the beginning of The House of Elliot while knitting with Momma. Not to mention my daily coffee with Momma where we try to solve the problems of the world as we wake up. Anyway, it was sad to leave, but oh the fun we’ll have planning our next trip.

Sledding, anyone?

A few wedding pics below, in case you’re at all curious…

So many cuties!

 

 
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