My mom can't come to the blog right now. She's just returned from the beauty shop, where she got a full 18 inches of her hair cut off and her bangs trimmed properly by a trained professional. Normally she spreads newspaper over the bathroom counter top and hacks away with a pair of dull pinking shears, but after my very vocal protestations, she relented, put the damn things away, and made an appointment at the FancyPants place near the grocery store.
(She wasn't in the car five minutes, though, before she moussed said bangs into a configuration that can only be described as "Texas Polygamist Wife Meets the Ladies of Jersey Shore", so it would appear we've got some work to do.)
There has been a lot of stitching going on, and I'm sure that Mo-ther will want to tell you all about it in all its gory detail, but that will have to wait until Tuesday. There are groceries to be bought, pies to be picked up, hams to be warmed, and then Dyngusing to be Dyngused before all is said and done.
Don't know what Dyngus Day is? It's the Monday after Easter and apparently celebrated in the Polish community. The local folks do a lot of dancing, eating, and drinking of beer on that day, and from what I gather it's also a day for a lot of hand shaking by politicians. Mom has never partaken, but she once worked with a lady who told her that on Dyngus Day all the boys in town are supposed to hit the girls on the legs with switches, and all the girls are supposed to throw water on the boys. (And you thought Greeks were a little nuts!)
If you're so inclined, please have a Happy Easter and a lovely weekend. Until we meet again, I remain...
Your pal,
Stewey
Ah yes, I need to find this years Dyngus Day pix for the blog. The Boys hitting the girls with Pussy Willow branches and the girls throwing water (now it's using squirt guns) on the boys was an old country, adolescent form of flirting . . kind of the Polish way of sticking a girls pig-tails in the ink well in American folk lore.
ReplyDeleteAh, yes, the pussy willow branches. Easter Monday was often a given holiday growing up.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you guys are back -- I was suffering SERIOUS WITHDRAWAL SYNDROME!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter, and Happy Dyngus Day!
Anna the Stitch Bitch sent me here to follow you and the Adventures of the Travelling Granny!
ReplyDeleteReading your blog I'm not sure if you're sane but I'm not sure I care anyway!!
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Welcome back! You both have been missed!
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter and Dyngus Day!
Welcome back! We missed you.
ReplyDeleteI have nothing to add about your bump - but I'm here from Stitch Bitch and would love to take granny after you're done with her....
ReplyDeleteGlad you're back. Happy Easter!
ReplyDeleteGlad you're back! My mother's family is Polish but I've never heard of Dyngus Day. I suspect it's because I enjoyed whipping my brothers with the branches from the pussy willow that grew in our yard... she didn't need to tell me about a holiday where it was incorporated into the tradition! She also failed to tell me about the eating-jelly-donuts-on-Shrove-Tuesday thing, too. Perhaps it's because I never needed a holiday to consume donuts...
ReplyDeleteHello Coni, I"ll host the Traveling Granny, too. I'm sure she will enjoy this part of Hoosierville, too.
ReplyDeleteYou rock - welcome back.
I read this blog, but am stumped by The Traveling Granny...???? Spill the beans, fellow stitchers! What/whom am I missing????
ReplyDeleteYou need to read what is probably my favourite blog - Anna the Stitch Bitch. All will become clear!
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I'd love to have travelling Granny but she'd need a passport and a visa to come to the UK!
Hey, Stewey! I'm glad you guys are back! Hope you all had a good Spring Break.
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter! And Happy Dyngus Day!
Hi Connie, I have been a lurker for some time but Mad Granny and Adrienne have brought me out to the light. Do send Mad Granny to visit me in New Zealand - I promise to show her a really good time!
ReplyDeleteWell, how far does Travelling Granny want to go - over the pond or just by bus. She would be welcome to come visit and see Windsor Castle...
ReplyDeleteGlad you two are back !!! I need a hair cut but not the snookie look. Only you Connie can pull that one off !! lol Can't wait to see what you have been stitching !!
ReplyDeleteWho knew about Dyngus Day? See, that is why I love this blog. Not only am I consistently entertained by your antics, but I learn stuff too!
ReplyDeleteAhhhh.... Stewey.... I've missed ye!
ReplyDeleteBarb in Syracuse
Welcome back! Hope the cut was good and Stewey and Spinster are well-rested their very selves. ;) Cathryn
ReplyDeleteAlso offering to host Traveling Granny. Between C in DC and me we could show her the home of the federal government.
ReplyDeleteThe true question is, how does the hair look the day after it's cut? and the day after it's shampooed?
Hey Coni - Happy Easter! Just posting a note to say that Granny needs to come to Minnesota! Will even take her to Stitchville while she is here!
ReplyDeleteWelcome back...have missed dear Stewey's mis...sorry informative notes.
ReplyDeleteGrannie may come visit me in Missouri as long as she isn't the "stitch witch" nor does she bring her along as another guest...I"ll show her a good time and send her packing...
Always wondered why my paternal Grandmother (of 3 mischievous sons, yes one was my father) had that Pussy Willow in her back yard...bet those 3 Scotch-Irish lads planted it and pretendend they were polish one day a year just to get near more girls.
Have a great Monday and I look forward to coffee with you on Tuesday.