thursday 13: thirteen things i would grab if my house caught fire

THIRTEEN THINGS I WOULD GRAB IF MY HOUSE CAUGHT FIRE This is assuming that my family members were able to get out without my assistance (i.e. no one had to carry Dad). I love photographs, but I have chosen some that are truly precious and I have the only copies. For instance, the picture of Warren, BeLinda, and me sitting on a couch in Munday Lodge at Loucon is one of my favorites. But I know BeLinda has a copy. And I'm going to hope my Mom would grab her wedding photos herself in the event of a fire. It's tempting to grab all of my Laurie Notaro books. But they can be replaced. The books that are on my list have my notes written in them and were given to me by friends. Of course, it would be very tempting to try to carry out the chest that stores all of my yarn. But if there were a fire I would like to think I could rely on the kindness of my fellow knitter to help rebuild my stash. 1) Derby, Memphis, and Keyara 2) My Amy Grant Age to Age record. s 3) My green tote. It always contains my current knitting project, my iPod, my camera, and my journal. 4) The little white Bible given to me by my father for my first Christmas. 5) My baby quilt which was made for me by a member of the church my dad was pastoring when I was born. 6) The quilt both of my grandmothers made me. 7) The picture of my mom sitting on a wooden chair in a corn field when she was a little girl and the picture of my parents on their college graduation day. 8) My green scarf. The first thing I knit. 9) My make-up bag. This is not a vanity thing. It just contains a lot of investments and my favorite pair of tweezers. 10) My copy of Abba’s Child by Brennan Manning 11) My copy of Dangerous Wonder by Mike Yaconelli 12) My personalized autographed copy of Garrison Keillor’s Love Me 13) The small metal display box that contains a miniature pink rose. When my grandmother died we pinned a heart shaped pillow to the inside of her casket. There was a rose for each grandchild and a ribbon that said, "Nana". We grandkids each took a rose, but the pillow was buried with her.

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