Sunday, October 20, 2013

A few thank yous and a good bye

I got an email from TFC ..."15 days and no posts!".  Sorry, tech troubles.

Ok, that's sort of a lie.  Well, not a lie but not a very good excuse either.  I do have tech troubles on my computer...I also have two computers, thus the current ability to post.

Anyway, enough of the lame excusing.

One more thing before I start this post.  Dad, that "yous" in the title is plural for thank you, as in more than one thank you...thank youS.  I do know that the 2nd person plural pronoun is you, no s.   Ok, back to the post for yous guys....

In all the hoopla of the wedding (yes, I told yous 6 months I'll be using that, 5 to go), I didn't get to say a couple of thank yous that I had wanted to.

First thank you goes to Franco and Gino.  Remember them?  Not only did they do a repeat performance of the cooking party for like 12 members of my family a couple days before the wedding they also did this.
um...that's not Gino with Franco there, it's their friend Leila who totally helped with all the festivities.

Yup, they took me and some friends and family to the top of the world on my birthday.  Franco even carried a heavy-ass 2 liter bottle of wine (along with all this cameras) so I could do my usual kicking-off the new year with a toast. 

Gorgeous spot and really fun having friends and family with me this year (I might need to revisit that whole "I like being alone on my birthday" tradition thing).

Second thank you to Mette and Christine.  They celebrated my new year on the planet too with some cupcakes, knitting and great conversation.  There were a couple gifts as well.
Thanks, Ladies.  Sorry about that photo...I was a little slow with the camera, or too fast with the cupcake, depending on your point of view.

Ok, back to the wedding and thank you number three.  Friends, check this shit out
No, I'm not pointing out that really nice rug that I crocheted that is on an even nicer pallet that I added wheels to, no neither of those things.  Check out the chair.  Recognize it?  Let me refresh your memory here.

In that blog post my grandma's chair, after I had inherited it, was comfortably resting in my parents' basement in Wisconsin.  Perhaps yous don't recognize that room it's in now but it would be my freakin studio.  In my freakin house.  In Italy! 

Point being, thank you number three goes to Bump and Doug (or Dong, as he became known at the wedding).  Yep, those very cool cousins of mine, in addition to getting married in Maberga and therefore bringing friends and family who never would have otherwise come to our house, yeah, in addition to that they brought me my chair. Um, that was a really grammatically awkward sentence but it's like 1.15am and I'm too tired to care enough to fix it. 

So I was saying that they brought me my chair... my grandma's chair.  They brought it as checked luggage.  No, I'm not joking.  Ask David....he drove to the Nice, France airport to load that 60lbs of pure love and comfort into the back of his Fiat and brought it back to Maberga.  It's in its new home for what I feel quite confident will be the rest of its existence. Another awkward sentence, anyway....Note to step children Emily and Graham:  when yous inherit the house, and all its contents....just remember that spaghetti that grandma Vienna made for you guys with her homemade noodles and sugo before you have a bon fire.

Let's look at that again

Does anyone besides me think that that is probably the coolest gift they could have given me?  And that it's hysterical that they checked a chair at check in as they were flying off to their wedding in Italy?

In case yous are wondering...that ugly ass blaze orange folder on my beautiful chair was my "Bump and Doug wedding" folder where I kept all the important phone numbers and general organization stuff.  That's why it's in the photo. I still have it, in case anyone is looking for an accordion player.

As promised in the title, there is also a good bye in this post. 

I'm sad to report that olive knitting has lost a reader/commenter, I've lost a friend, and the world has lost a very lovely man.  Mike Rowe (aka: Mike in Boulder) was finally taken by the myriad illnesses that invaded his body.  He was passionate about and worked hard to save old Fiats, old trains, and old church organs, he loved his job as a school bus driver, and did right by at quite a few cats. 

Mike and my paths crossed just once in a short meeting when he decided to buy my 1960 Fiat 600 when I left Denver.  I will miss the antique Fiat show care packages that he sent every year, his regular emails that kept me current with weather patterns in Colorado, and his thoughts and comments on my life in Italy...which he was hoping to come to see "if he could get his health issues under control". 


Rest in Peace, Mike.  Lil' Blue and I will miss you.


  1. Anonymous7:17 AM

    Old furniture with lots of great memories are the best pieces of furniture in the world. If our house burnt down to it's foundation tomorrow what I would really miss would be the Cornwell (Ralph & Marian) dining room table and chairs. Not counting photo albums of course! Pablito

  2. How amazing to have your grandma's chair and all the sweet memories it holds for you. I think it's incredible that the chair was checked in on the flight by Bump and Doug(Dong lol, how very thoughtful and kind of them.

    I am sorry to hear of the loss of your dear friend who has been your correspondent for so long.

    When I first saw the title of your post I thought you were quitting your blog, so glad I got that one wrong as I enjoy your banter from the wonderful country of Italy.

    Take care (hugs)

  3. I'm so sorry for the loss of your friend. :( There is only one of each of us and when we lose another "one" there is no replacement.

    I LOVE the chair! What wonderful memories came with it, not only its previous owners, but how it managed to get to you. :) So cool!

    Sunday hugs from GEORGIA where we are staying on our way home from ten weeks on the high seas. Unlike normal people, we go HOME for vacation! ;)))))