First, thank you WordPress, for giving my entries top posts on the Editorial blog. Also thanks for creating new blogs just because I wrote something esoteric that you thought fellow bloggers and readers might like. You just created one for my Aunt Lorna’s Smith-Corona portable electric typewriter, and others. It’s not an Oscar, but a reward for work whose only remuneration is the work and readers and that is much appreciated.
As I sit at a small typewriter return desk already packed for moving, with a book reader lamp as my light, there’s another topic I’d like to cover.
Pyrex. Of course I’ve a couple 8X8 baking pans and lasagne pan. But it’s the bowls. Aunt Lorna gave me the blue bowl, the smallest one that always breaks, from her grandmother. Then Jim’s mother gave me one from her family, yes we have two blues now.
Then it steps up to a red, a green and a yellow is the icing on the cake. If this set fits into the cars that would be fantastic. I love these bowls and may have written about them before. Jim’s mother got me everything but the blue for a great price at a country antique store. As Dallas moves into those areas I hope they raise their prices!
I don’t have a photo for you but may get you one shortly as it’s very late and Jim and Zoe are asleep and I don’t want to use a flash because everything’s pretty open here.
I believe the bowls were made in the fifties, perhaps before then. They are a joy to have and know their history and the people who used them. These things matter to me. Anything that came from family matters to me, like the cutting board I used tonight to cut up a pot roast of Wobbly, the fattest calf on the farm who became dinner. It was tasty, with egg noodles. The bowls, Wobble and a lot of stuff we have are family legacies, like the cutting board made from the grandfather who died two weeks before I was born.
A box from my mother arrived today. I don’t have time to open and close it again so its contents will remain a surprise for 1-6 months. It’s quite light and I hope it contains her 1950’s Revere Ware potato masher. Will let you know when I open it.
Probably 2-3 days packing left then movers to storage. Then we get on the road, visit Jim’s folks and Nanny and head out with both cars, the dog and fully-packed cars.
I don’t think my putting a label “CAR” on the Pyrex would work. We need too many other things but it’ll be well-packed and safe in storage. Just looking at them makes me think of days past when we ate cherries from the farm stand down the street or baby strawberries down the path to the creek.
The midnight hours when I’m sweating the move and all is the only time I can write and writing helps me get tired enough to go to sleep, so that’s what I’ll try to do. You take care now, Dee
Dee, Thanks so much for checking in with me! I’ve been following your & Jim’s job search and relocation plans every step of the way. Glad you will be landing somewhere and hope it’s somewhere you will both flourish. My mother has those same Pyrex bowls — much revered (I believe only the green and yellow survive — I remember the blue one, but haven’t seen it in a while. I never saw the red). In fact, my oldest sister, when left in charge of the 4 or 5 younger ones, would leave my mother notes like, “Kathleen looked at the green bowl…” (as if to actually touch it, no doubt!) Still a sore subject…
P.S. Forgot to say, Have a very safe trip and look forward to hearing about your new home.
I think the green bowl was my mother’s. Don’t know how many blue ones we broke over the years. Her mother left us the red bowl and Nanny has another yellow one up in her cupboard.
Glass bowls didn’t last too long at our house. That is why my mother was instructed to buy one that didn’t break when I was a baby and thus I have a great, heavy stainless bowl, used many times with the Sunbean mixer, that dates back to my 6 wk old checkup in 1953. (Farmers don’t go to town every day.) It still has the ring on the side to get a better grip when pouring out the contents. It has lots of beater marks on it but no dents, that is because it is such thick stainless.