When I met my husband I was immediately attracted to his pink cheeks. Go figure. I can't say why, but I thought he was cute! Oh - and he really is Dutch. His dad speaks and reads Dutch but didn't teach his 7 boys. "We are in America - we will speak English!"
We met at Eugene Bible College. He had a job at a local mill in Eugene. Not a windmill ~ it was a sawmill. His job was to go in at night after the last shift and clean up the sawdust so it would be spiffy clean for the morning crew.
I was very curious about his job. I wanted to see where he worked. He said I could not go - it would not be safe - but he had taken guys with him to help out - so why couldn't I go? I begged.
I had this brainiac idea that if I dressed like a boy it would be ok. I was a good worker, I could push a broom.
So, after much begging, I went with him. It was cold. It was REALLY cold. I hated it. But, I kept my end of the bargain and kept sweeping. Then, I heard a BIG manly voice... and it wasn't by bf! It was someone who worked at the mill - and they were not happy that my bf/husband had brought a girl. He said, "Did you really think she would pass as a guy? Geesh!"
This wall hanging was made because I just love this cute Dutch couple. See those pink cheeks? Hee hee! Once again, I know I found this image on one of the blogs I love to look at, but I did not take note of who gave it - so I apologize that I cannot give you credit. I am learning that I need to write those things down!
We just celebrated our 36th Wedding Anniversary!
* * *my dear mother made my wedding dress* * *
Happy Pink Saturday everyone - thank you for stopping by my blog - and a very BIG thank you to Beverly for hosting another Pink Saturday!
This post was originally posted on my first blog paintinpatti.typepad.com