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Oh, de-dear, dear, dear, as we say here. My little head is busy with little things. Thank you for all of the waffle recommendations! The sour-cream waffles we made twice last week were delicious, if not exactly crispy. I think I'll make one of your recipes for breakfast tomorrow. Today is filled with errands and chores. It's raining, windy, and cold. This comes as a slight relief after the 80-degree temps and relentless sunshine we had this past week. A little of each feels nice. Mimi says she doesn't want to go anywhere today. I think she would be happy staying in and watching Bookaboo in her underwear while cutting pieces of paper into confetti with embroidery scissors, which is what she's been doing for the past hour, but alas, errands call. Blah.

I've been doing such weird things. I'm not even sure what. I wrote to somewhere (can't remember who you ask for this) to request a copy of the original Social Security application that was filled out by my great-grandmother in 1951, when she was 61 years old. It has her parents' full names on it, names no one in my family or extended family has ever known. Turns out I'm at least partly Polish on my mom's side, if the name Gorzinski is any indication. This was really exciting, somehow. I have one of those mysterious family histories on both sides. My father was adopted and knew nothing of his birthparents. My maternal grandmother's father died when she was little, and she never spoke of it, or him. She had a French last name, so we've always assumed she was partly French, or French Canadian, but we know nothing beyond that. Her mother remarried (or, as it turns out, married — she wasn't married to my grandmother's father) and essentially abandoned my grandmother, and all we ever knew was her (my grandmother's mother's) married name, not her maiden name. There's not much information, even on Ancestry.com, but I have literally spent hours and hours looking and have found some stuff. I don't know why I'm looking. I guess I'm one of those people who wants to know these things, but I think I'm actually motivated by my own love of researching mysteries as much as some kind of personal neeeeeeed. I think. I'm not sure. Maybe I need to know more than I think I do. There's just enough information to sort of piece something together, but who knows? Who knows what the real story is when everyone who knew the real story is gone? I'm still waiting for my DNA test to come back. Well. Amelia's maternal birthgrandma and -grandpa have done a ton of genealogical research, and passed all of that on to her on her first birthday, the most beautiful present, I thought. I'm so happy that she will have things like this in her life. Recently I traced (well, others had traced, but I just discovered the tracings) her birthfather's maternal grandfather's family all the way back to Jamestown, Virginia, in 1620. It was such a cool moment. Jamestown! Virginia! Her birthfamily is all coming for Birthmother's Day on Saturday (did you know Birthmother's Day is Saturday?) and I can't wait to talk about this stuff. Obviously, now I want to write a young-adult novel about Jamestown, Virginia.

 

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My husband is the one that really loves to do the Ancestry.com searches. Recently he talked me into doing the DNA test. Mine was a bit of surprise! My mom is Panamanian and my dad is Canadian. I always assumed I was literally half and half. Not so! I'm 51% English and the other half was simply amazing! Everything from Native American, Scandinavian, Greek, Middle Eastern, and 4%black. Very fun to do and now my husband is trying to trace down all the weirdness in my family hahah. After watching the Vikings on the history channel, I can see why I'm a bit Scandinavian, since the Vikings pillaged England so many times. Anyway...fun stuff!

Genealogy is so much fun! Gorzinski could be German from the Baltic states. My family is partly German from Pomerania (now Poland). They had Slavic-sounding surnames but were linguistically and culturally German.

Have a great celebration this weekend! It's wonderful that your little girl is growing up with so many people that cherish her.

Love your knitting! I'm a newbie,learning on my own. I'm going to try a baby sweater for my 27" tall doll, for a starter project...smallish item that won't matter if it doesn't fit well!
Hope you do the writing. You could do it just for your own fun and satisfaction...perhaps short stories of versions of your theme. These would enable you to write your ideas without the stress of editing a lot to try to get the "best" finished product. Then you'd have a paper trail of your concrete ideas. They might help you dream on, to develop your novel, which, of course, you could just "publish" on your computer, just for you and your family. I just got a brainstorm as I was writing this post: The stories could each be from the perspective of one of the ancestors. I better end this post before it turns into a novelette !!!...Lorraine, from north of Chicago.

These egg free waffles are great! They are the crispiest we have tried, we have a heart shaped machine too. I don't use condensed milk, just regular milk, and love the recipe because there is no beating of egg-whites involved. The less work in the morning, the better, as far as I'm concerned! http://www.aprettylifeinthesuburbs.com/eggless-waffles/

That sage colored sweater is amazing.....

I love every word you write and every picture you take! We were at a Syttende Mai tea this week, Norwegian heart waffles are supposed to be soft so you can curve the little waffle around the cream and berries, delicious.

Meredith says: May 24, 2017 at 08:13 AM

Where did you get the quilt/duvet cover in the second photo? Thank you!

I hardly ever comment but I adore this blog and just wanted to say the picture of the flowers out the open window, with the white polka dot curtains, is stunning. Just gorgeous, as is your new chair in the new safe corner. XO

Hello, I just discovered your blog. I love your Photos. They are soo good.
I wish you a wonderful day ..

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My name is Alicia Paulson
and I love to make things. I live with my husband and daughter in Portland, Oregon, and design sewing, embroidery, knitting, and crochet patterns. See more about me at aliciapaulson.com

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