Thursday, February 5, 2015

Throwback Thursday...A Little Big Story


Throwback Thursday is when you break out the old memory or picture, brush it off and share it. This memory always makes me smile...or bust out laughing. The picture above is yours truly, taken about 1980, I suppose. I'm leaning on one of my Mom's projects.

She purchased plans for a dollhouse that was an exact replica of a saltbox-style historic home in New England and went to work. For weeks, the smell of sawdust lingered as she ran her new jig saw most of the waking hours. When Mom does a project, she pushes till she is done. 

When it was partially finished, she concentrated on the inside: wallpaper, furniture, wall sconces, floor coverings. Curtains hung in each and every window. It really was beautiful and realistic. Sticking my camera inside, I took pictures; when my friends saw the pics, they all thought it was of a real, life-sized house.

On the outside, she later added red siding and cedar shakes on the roof - the house even had cute shutters on the windows. 

Mom wanted to take my picture with her dollhouse to show her progress. As I leaned on the dollhouse, though, I had one question for her:  "Did you notice that this is bigger than the door frame? Way bigger?"

The dollhouse remained a giant presence in the sewing room until my Dad put in sliding glass doors several years later. 

Oh, well. Go big or go home...Go big home...Go make a big home...Don't fill your home with big homes.... 

There's a catchy saying somewhere in this story, but it eludes me. And that, my friends, is why I'm not a writer. 

:-)


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  1. My grandfather did something similar, only with a farm vignette on a table... It stayed in the room where he built it until my poor grandmother had had enough and took a hammer to it.
    Darned fancy thing it was too; it even came with a three-seat outhouse!

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    1. The outhouse is the best part of this description, ha ha.

      I'm pretty sure that the sliding doors were a means to an end - the last thing anyone wanted to do was take a hammer to the dollhouse. But the sewing room was small! Oh, well...it was (and is) beautiful.

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  2. So funny, Cherdo...I can imagine her frustration when she realized the house was too big. But what a wonderful project of love. The thought that comes to mind is my folks saying to me "your eyes are bigger than your stomach." What?

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    1. Linda, that was almost the angle I took with this post! It started out as something to illustrate a point and then I changed it. You'll see some "mom-isms" here from time to time. She's great, but sometimes we just have to laugh. It's better than boring, though.

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  3. Whatever happened to the dollhouse? I think that is so wonderful actually. My mom said one of her all time favourite Christmas gifts was a doll house replica of the home she had grown up in with all the wallpaper, handmade furniture etc... but it was in miniature. Unfortunately it didn't survive the war

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    1. My Mom still has it! It looks great.

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  4. Oh! I signed up for the film series as I noticed the movie can be rented which I will do this weekend:)

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    1. Great! I'll expect some quotes....(there are some funny lines in that goofy flick).

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  5. My dad used to make doll houses. I still have mine. It needs a good rehab, looks like it belongs on skid row now. One day maybe I will get the gumption your mom has and get it finished!

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    1. You just need to find a crafty friend. If you were local, I'd jump at the chance.

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  7. That's hilarious. Your dad actually put in sliding doors in order to move the doll house? My husband probably would have made me dismantle the thing. The house sounds like a labor of love.

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    1. Actually, he said it was to access the pool. But I think it was to get the dollhouse out of Mom's sewing room.

      It is a great dollhouse. I always move the people around when I visit.

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    2. Ir's funny that you move the people. When The Hurricane was in elementary school, she had a vast number of dolls that were usually lounging in the family room. After she left for school, I would move around a few of them and change their clothes.

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  8. Related to craftiness...I always wanted to make a realistic, railroad display. This would include burnt-out houses, graffiti-splattered train cars, and hoboes, lots of hoboes. I never did do it, but I still want to. Yes, this is the insanity which courses through my mind.
    As far as your picture..hubba, hubba.

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    1. Ah, thanks, Al...it's been a long time since I was hubba-ed.

      Seriously, I'm liking the railroad/Hobo Junction idea. Especially with the graffiti. I'm think that could be fun.

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  9. That is a HUGE dollhouse! Your mom must have been very talented.

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    1. It was huge! It had multiple floor and an attic.

      My mom can make anything. She is pretty amazing, craft wise AND an excellent seamstress.

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  10. You're a writer. Of course you're a writer. I thought you were going to lean on the dollhouse and break it. So that's you in 1980. I was a fetus.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. That dollhouse is unbreakable.

      If you would have hatched sooner, we could have frolicked through the 80s together. As it was, it was a little bleh without you.

      Love love love
      Cherdo cherdo cherdo

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  11. Don't fill your home with big homes is a sentence that should be said by someone at least twice a day ;)

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    1. I'm counting on you to do your part.

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  12. Hey, all my friends are here too. I found you through the fabulous Michael D'Agostino.
    I wasn't a fetus in the 80s. I was in college. I would've loved (and loved to live in) that dollhouse then. I'd also love it now. Very cool.

    PS Nice to meet you. New follower.

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    1. Hey, great to see a new face! Welcome to the flipside. Glad to have you aboard. Don't be a stranger!

      That dollhouse is pretty awesome (and heavy duty!). I should have posted pictures of the inside.

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    2. You're an old soul, Michael; and a big ole' soft heart. I love that.

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  13. Great tbt pic. I badly wanted a dollhouse as a kid. I probably would have thought that an overly large one was cool.

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    1. The front of the house opened and revealed all the levels. It was fun to see how realistic she made all the rooms. Of course, my Mom accused me of making the dollhouse inhabitants do rude things (okay, it was true...it's so much more lively when you see the grandpa doll putting the children in the stove...).

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  14. Aww, this was cute! I like your catchy-saying pool at the end there.

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    1. ...it just feels like there is a saying there somewhere...

      Thanks, Suze! Good to see your name pop up!

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Thanks for your personal yada, yada, yada,
Love, Cherdo