Here's my version:
I know such things are not for everyone; however, they totally float my boat because I can use those things that are full of meaning for me. There are doilies that my mother made, the crocheted lace on one side was also made by her. There are bits of my great-grandmother's tea napkins and my grandmother's embroidery. If you have these sorts of things, perhaps you'd enjoy creating a uniquely cobbled piece, too.
In other news, my sister has moved back to Maine from Long Island, New York. I am thrilled to know that she is home. New York was not working out so well as far as taxes, cost of living, hurricanes, and traffic. Though my sister truly loved her job and her coworkers (she's a nurse), it was decided that it was time to get out of Dodge. She and her husband rented their home while they were in New York so they had a home to return to just an hour northeast from here. As all you movers understand, they're floating in a sea of boxes and so I'm heading over to help out tomorrow. I chose the one sunny day of the week to devote to the cause. This is mostly a case of "the thought that counts" because we'll be yakking so much that I don't know how we'll accomplish a thing. Perhaps I'll have something to share on the flip side.
Have a good week!