Embroidery reminds me of Mexico. Sleeping on grandmas' pillowcases...grandma in Durango had them, grandma in Jalisco did too, so did my aunts. They sure like knitting, crocheting, and embroidery. Sometimes the embroidery would be on fancy silky(ish) bed sheets complete with ruffles. I remember a cousin taking me to a fabric store in Teca' Jal. to get me my very own embroidery kit-- all the cousins were doing it. She showed me how. It was easy, fun and pretty! That was a very long time ago and that was the only time I did it. I should have kept it up. I will learn again and pretty-up pillowcases and napkins of my very own...one day. Until then, I will let someone else make them. I will purchase. I love the Mr. and Mrs... pillowcases pictured above. I found them online. They were,
sold. But thats okay...they serve as inspiration.
Viejo,
Vieja (its what mom and dad call each other);
Mi,
Cielo; Buenas Noches,
Buenos Dias; Dulces, Sueños... the ideas, they keep coming.
Hungarian embroidery is also very pretty. Found this one at
Gingerbread Cottage along with many others.
Today I am missing my mommas
picadillo. The Food Network is responsible for this craving as it is on while I blog...they are making cuban
ropa vieja and other yummies. I have never made
picadillo. I don't know how to. Answer the telephone,
madre, you're gonna hook a daughter up.
♥Sandra