Recently, I showed you the cabinet door sign I painted for my new Project Studio – or woman cave (6 Essentials of a Functional Project Studio).
Remember how I came up with this idea while pinning inspirations onto my new Pinterest board Sewing/Craft Room Ideas? In addition to Pause the Pinning and Paint, through reading many sewing room signs, this thought struck me.
I don’t normally tell people to shut up. It’s sort of blunt and rude. If I say it, it’s rare but to make a specific point. “Shut up” has a special meaning to my family. (Is that laughter I hear? Is that you, HBD?) Here’s why.
Welcome to Story Hour in The Land of Making Do
(Enter soft background music…music of happiness and innocence.) When I was seven, our family lived in Chicago. HBD took us on a vacation that wasn’t our usual trip South, “home” to see family. Our Wisconsin lake-side cabin vacation provided many fun and new things to do. (Mud pies come to mind – city girls never see so much!)
My eldest and bossiest brother was right at ten years old – and expert at everything. One day, said brother asked me to go out on the lake in the canoe with him. (Middle brother must have turned him down.)
(What? He’s asking me – pesky sister? He wants me to do something fun with him?)
I was hesitant but couldn’t resist an offer from most expert (King second to Dad) brother.
Into the canoe, life jackets included, and off we went.
Soon we were across the lake, huge it seemed. We paddled here and there, to and fro. When we turned the canoe to row back across to the cabin, we didn’t notice the wind had picked up.
At seven, I tired quickly, so after a while, I stopped rowing and looked up at the trees. I noticed we were no farther from those same trees than when we’d first begun heading back. I mentioned that to Expert, and he confidently said it would be fine. Keep rowing.
Before long, I tired again, looked up, and..same thing. What’s a little girl to do? (Musicians pick up the tempo, drumbeat intensifies.)
(Expert has gotten us into deep trouble! Did he tell Mom and Dad where we were going? Do they even know we’re gone? We’re doomed! Waa!)
Cry, of course!
Expert was completely disgusted at that point with his cry-baby sister, so he turned to me and said (calmly, yet full of first-born expert authority),
Shut up and row!
That was when I learned the life lesson of working diligently in spite of fear…and to never venture off with Expert never ever never again!
Of course, that became a family joke that still rears its head to tickle our memories now and then.
Curtain falls and time passes – enter a family ski trip as adults. We took a day off from skiing to visit some local shops, when Expert finds the perfect t-shirt for me.
It’s over 20 years old and spotted with paint (any DIYer knows that goes without saying), but the shirt is in the archives of my closet. Never to be discarded!
I hope this isn’t a story where you had to be there to really get it. I hope you’re laughing. We all need to exercise our sense of humor every day!
Did you get your humor-cise today? Thanks for visiting me during story hour in The Land of Making Do.
Blessings, my sweet friends~
Psst – I hope you like the Shut Up and Sew cabinet door sign. It is the point of this post, after all.
I’m sharing this post at Metamorphosis Monday. Come to the party for more inspiration.