Sunday, February 10, 2013

2/10/1913 vs 2/10/2013

Dora:
Washed until about 2 o'clock
Sewed until dark.
Grandpa has another bad spell.
Mother and I stay until 10 P.M.

Ray:
10-30 Fair
Helped cut ice all day

Note: How much worse can Grandfather Stahl get? He keeps taking worse and having spells.  I am so curious about what he was suffering from.
And, during it all, Ray was cutting ice. My understanding is that they'd get a huge slab of ice from Lake Michigan, cut it into large blocks and then store it in sawdust in the ice house.  This is how they'd keep food cool (and fed Dora's ice cream habit) during the summer.  I would imagine it was hard work, cutting ice.  Sweaty, but chilly at the same time.

Cayla:
The day started out OK.  Ada coughed all night and woke up in a grumpy mood, but the mood improved throughout the day until evening struck and then Ms. Grump reared her cute, but curly head. 
I didn't take the kids to church today. Tarek was rounding and Ada's nose was pretty gooey, with a cough.  I started in with a migraine again in the afternoon.
Friends stopped by to see us, bringing wine, bread, cheese and grapes.  And I was reminded what a terrible friend I am and how I don't take the time to nurture relationships with people I love and care about.
I read an article about introverted people. It was essentially about how extroverts don't understand introverts.  It said that introverts don't let friendships go because they don't like the people, but instead spend a lot of time thinking about that person and appreciate them deeply.  It's the actual interaction part that tires the introvert out and sometimes appears to be not quite worth the effort.
This is true for me.  I've always developed friendships with people I went to school with or worked with and it was easy because I saw them on a regular basis.  I have an immense amount of guilt when I think of my friends, the ones from years ago, the ones from my recent life, and how I've been the one to not keep up my end of the relationship.  However, it's not an excuse.  So, I felt really bad that these friends felt they actually had to come over and bring us food and wine!! 
And then, after that, another friend came over and brought us dinner.  And paint chips, including a sample of what the back splash will be.  Because she knew it was a pain to drag the kids to all of the different paint places, so she just did it for me.
Seriously.
We have wonderful friends.  And we appreciate them ALL from the bottom of our heart.  And, we need to show it more.
So, to all of my friends, older and newer, I LOVE you!

6 comments:

  1. Phyllis thinks that Ray cut the ice for his blocks of ice from the St Joseph River near the Covered Bridge going to Centreville. It would have been a long trip over to Lake Michigan to get the ice.

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    1. OK...makes sense. Is the ice over there still thick enough to cut these days?

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  2. How about from Portage Lake? Does anyone know if he ever got ice from the Lake?

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    1. I don't know, Brian. I'm wondering if river water was considered cleaner than lake water? Although I'm thinking they just used the ice to keep things cold, not necessarily eat it....

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  3. This old friend loves you back. :)
    I completely agree with the thing about how introverts value friendships differently. If you and I are the same in that regard, we've done well, considering it's been less than a year since I've seen you...

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