“Oh, yes,” I hear…”She had SUCH a beautiful face!” …and I am once again flummoxed by those words. They never cease to amaze me. It somehow seems like the sum of one’s existence is being stated… and there are so VERY many ways that danged sentence is uttered!
WISTFULLY…. She had such a beautiful face….
SADLY… She had such a beautiful face….
CATTILY… She had such a beautiful face!
HAPPILY… She had SUCH a beautiful face!
Funny how many meanings we can give the same 6 words, isn’t it?
BLAME IT ON THE INFOMERCIAL!
OK, so I’ll admit it… once again, a certain red-headed wraith was up until the wee hours of the morning…with the TV on because a certain puppy had run away with the remote. All well and good while they were showing a run of “Medium” episodes (Anyone out there besides me all beschm uggled by the casting of the show’s daughters??... Is that middle kid the milkman’s spawn, or what? But I digress…) ahem, as I was saying, it was all well and good as I relaxed doing some photo-work and watching Allison dream her way thru a few episodes. But then the bloody infomercials began…
OOOH! A steam mop! And then ooooh! …some kind of hellacious blender!
And then …oooh! You, too, can ONCE AGAIN have a beautiful face!
Oh no, y ou didn’t! OH yes, they did! With promises of being a ble to erase 10 years of wrinkles (spray here) , age spots galore (like they were never there!) and BEST of all… take 10 pound off just by strategic shadowing… because you know…. ONCE … you HAD such a beautiful face! Oh poo-nanners! Go powder yourself!
IT’S CALLED LIFE, BUCKO!
I’m willing to bet that most of us have heard it a time or two. I know that in my circle of spectacular Babechick friends… it’s slapped a few of us around a time or two. Take Ruth, for instance. Divorced mom of two teenagers; teaching her high school heart out, working wayyyyy too many hours .… yeah… she had such a beautiful face until that marriage…but she found the strength to make it on her own and the journey there, well, it took it’s toll. Poor Ruth…poor, poor Ruth.
How about Melissa*? She was a looker, that Missy! OH… well, yeah, cancer treatments… yeah, they are rough…. Having to quit your job doesn't help any either... What about Linda*? Another beauty, always the true Church Lady… but when you loose a child so unexpectedly, well, it changes you. And, let’s not forget Jill*…always such a command performer, wasn’t she? Boy, you sure knew when she walked into a room… wait, what? She’s been on those meds how many years?? Oh, no wonder she’s gotten so heavy. Pity. She had such a beautiful face, too.
(*Names changed to preserve privacy)
Yeah, we’ve all heard those words. If we’re honest, we’ve probably said them, too. Funny thing, though, I don’t think of any of those women as any less beautiful today than “before”. It’s life. Sometimes we live it…and sometimes it lives us. My friend "Poor, Old Ruth" over there on the right is a better Babechick now than she ever was “before’… Yeah… we HAD such beautiful faces… and buddy, we’ve only gotten better!
BECAUSE OF YOU…
To honor all of my “Babechick” friends I am going to make a quilt out of this beautiful printed “Butterfly Fairy” piece which was done BY another of my Babechick friends! The lovely FeeBeeDee of Etsy fame listed this and I promptly snapped it right up!
It was this piece of art stewing in my imagination along with that danged infomercial that got this whole post going so blame FEEEBEEE if you don’t like it! Tee, hee, hee.
I’ll be posting photos as I go along of the design. I’m not sure what’s going to happen to it then… any ideas, Ladies? I do know that the title is going to be….
“A Beautiful Face!”
From one Babechick to all of you other beautiful faces…. Pamela
PS... SInce folks are still finding their way over to the new blog we have decided to extend the deadline on the Nautical/Beach/Lighthouse quilt theme giveaway to September 1, 2010. Please read post and give us YOUR suggestions!! Pamela