December 11, 2005
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Tonight I went to a lovely party; it was Teresa’s 50th. Her sister-in-law has this mansion up on Portland Heights that they restored and registered. It’s been in the paper and some type of Home and Garden magazine did a spread on it. I liked it because it was clean.
The food was great and it was fun to meet all of her friends. Some I’d seen over the years but half of them I’d never met. One of her sisters made a scrapbook so it was interesting to see pictures of her growing up. The cake was this incredibly decadent, seven-layer chocolate affair done by Papa Hayden. Too much frosting, if you ask me.
I was really glad I’d made that wine run because when Teresa saw the label she oohed and aahed and said, “Oh, you’ll have to talk to Trish. She just went there last week and was raving about this winery.” L.O. women are really into that sort of thing.
Teresa’s daughter drove all the way from school — she goes to college up by Seattle — to be there so I had a nice chat with her, too. That was the nicest part of the evening, to sit by the fire (they even had a piano that played all by itself) and watch Teresa’s mom with her daughters and granddaughter. They come from good stock. I know that sounds obnoxious but the grandmother grew up in Montana and there was a picture of Teresa when she was five, playing, with a ten-acre field of wheat in the background. Maybe that was after they moved to Spokane. But my point is these are hardy women. They are tall and strong and beautiful and they all look the same. Three generations of independent women who radiate goodness. There was royalty on that couch.
Comments (14)
How lovely! The women and your praise…
I love you…GFW
welllllllll….. i believe you’re pretty darn royal yourself!
Glad you had good time.
Gots to dig a woman who can pull a plow
I read a book once and I can’t remember the name of it. Well, it wasn’t the only book I ever read…that sentence came out funny! It was about pioneers who came and settled in Portland. They were hardy and independent. They built a small house, log I believe. The cool thing about the story was as they prospered they always built onto the little house until it became the core of the big house. Do you know what that book was? Your story about the women reminded me of that story. I need more coffee. Hugs……Lana
sounds like a good time was had by all…
dan =)
You looked right past the surface and saw into the soul of who they were. Made me smile.
i haven’t heard that phrase “came from good stock” in a long time. it was how my grandmother rated ppl- and it didn’t mean they worked the land, but that they were well respected in the community for generations. it was a big deal to her… not that she was. i love evenings when i watch others like that! there is something powerful about a couple generations of women in a room.
It is nice to celebrate in an environment where the sun from the past radiates in the present……ryc…the brain workingor goofing off?lol…..
It sounds delightful.
You are like a butterfly that is erupting from the cacoon, seems right out of nowhere you are socially flitting! How perfect an evening that must of been. RYC: I know a few sports and UoA basketball is my passion, got it from my youngest, you ought to hear her talk about the zone, one on one and every team players background! marilyn
RYC: Yes the “name” thing seemed pretty accurate, except for the travel thing. I used to travel. Maybe it’s just this stage, with the kids and all. I’ve become a total homebody somehow. Well, I’ve always been a homebody but I used to travel more I guess is more accurate.
I love your description of the 3 generations of women, their nobility and strength and beauty… xo
good stock..sounds like something my mother would say:)