#letters to grandma

[little-cat-press]

Sometime when my older siblings were little, my dad discovered that they found stories about his childhood more entertaining if he told them as "One time my friend Frederick..." instead of "One time when I was a kid...", and thus Frederick Stories were born.

I loved hearing Frederick Stories growing up, and so did all of my siblings. At some point, Dad decided to write (some of) them down, and a year or two ago I asked him for the file.

And now, currently in the mail to arrive late for Christmas, is a hand-bound copy of his book.

Two copies, actually, because I'm also sending one to his parents. He mentioned in the introduction that when he had first written these stories down, he had given them a copy for Christmas, and I thought they would like to have another, probably more nicely bound, one.

There's a third copy for me, but it took me long enough to finish these two before Christmas, and my copy isn't finished yet. Mostly, but not quite.

It is bound in a nice brown cloth I have, and titled with gold paint, because I thought it would lend it a sort of Old Book vibe that I thought would go well with the title.

Hence also the gothic font for the title.

I also did a few experiments with ways of turning cloth into bookcloth, which is why the two books are a bit different in color. The one on the right in the above picture is the original cloth color.

The edges are gilded with the same gold paint as the title is done in, which also helps with the Old Fancy Book vibe I wanted.

Almost all of the stories opened with "One day, Frederick..." or "One time, Frederick...", and I picked a nice ornamental font for the dropcaps there.

#little cat press #bookbinding #size: half letter #bound by me #a gift #author: my dad #gifted to my dad #gifted to my grandma #gifted to my grandpa

[anthropoetics]

Raymond Carver, “Hummingbird,” from All of Us: The Collected Poems

#i was writing something to my grandma #and i was going through my little notebook where i write down my favorite poems #and there it was! i forgot how this poem is made for her #like every spring and summer this colorful world is entirely made for you grandma #and hummingbirds. flying around the kitchen & backyard. #i miss you very much #words #raymond carver #a love letter to: grandma #my curations

[kastillia]

#unit 024 #persona #persona 4 arena #p4a #i was not...expecting to be done this quickly either #long time no mechanical maiden #ok i cheated i'm awful at fighting games so i've never played p4a so i don't *really* know unit 024 #but u's a weird letter ok idk that many characters #also look how quickly i got this done clearly i missed this #and a/m for aigis/metis are already long gone #also i haven't drawn unit 024 in....seven years oh my god #alright grandma's gonna go take her mid-afternoon nap now #my art

[bbgirl-aesthetic20]

#cozycore #gardencore #grandma aesthetic #plants #cottage life #cottagecharm #cottagestyle #countrycore #warmcore #cottage garden #mushroom aesthetic #mushroomcore #mushrooms #book of spells #letter aesthetic #dark grunge #dark aesthetics #dark acamedia #dark aesthetic #dark cottagecore #goblin academia #goblin aesthetic #goblincore #viral photo #witchcore #green witch #witch aesthetic #witches #witchblr #vintage aesthetic

[hellolulu]

Mob Psycho 100 is literally the best coming of age story out there.

Mob's slow but steady emotional growth, the way he started working out because he wanted to get buff on a whim (to get popular) only to find genuine joy and satisfaction in it, gosh, the whole overarching plotline of the ownership of his thoughts and feelings, discovering and accepting himself while considering everything and everyone around him. Accepting the truth that the openings are always talking about; your life is your own, everyone can be special because nobody is special, you're the only one of you. The way this show tackles the life-changing stages (puberty, going from a flippant person to a reliable adult, stepping into the world when you've hidden from it for so long, etc) just can't be beaten. The way Mob's emotions are visceral and confusing, but he keeps seeking out answers and hoping to grow.. he's awesome!

Along with Mob, everyone else grows too; Reigen learns humility and takes ownership of the fact he genuinely loves running his silly little psychic shop, even if he doesn't take much seriously in life at all. Ritsu coming to terms with his self-image and allowing himself to be a kid instead of a star student, instead of aiming to be The Best; and him learning to make friends of his own and accept himself and his brother and the people around him and see everyone for who they are - people. Just. Everyone accepting that fear is natural - of danger, of living, of being yourself - but also that fear shouldn't stop you from being true to yourself and doing what you want to do at that moment.

Every character, no matter how big or small, grows so much throughout the story, and I'm so proud of them. I'm glad I got to grow with them.

I just :( I love this whole story so much :(

#growing up feeling so alone with autism mob really made a safe space for me #the day I met mob #my life improved #i sound like reigen 😩 #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #mp100 s3 #anime #mob psycho season 3 #shigeo #ritsu #reigen #love letter to mob psycho 100 #take a nap now grandma #lulu on the mic #mp100 analysis

[romanceyourdemons]

“applying for jobs sucks because you have to lie about your interests and pretend to act in ways that are really unnatural to trick people into accepting you” well i do that every day in Autism Land so. i think this is an appropriate time to say skill issue

#writing a cover letter is just like talking to my grandma #and i already know how to make a game out of that #ryddles

[maryslandkir]

#cottage living #cottagestyle #country life #cottagecore #cottage aesthetic #cottage garden #country #animals #aesthetic #cottagelife #grandma aesthetic #light academia aesthetic #dark acamedia #art academia #love #letters #past life

[thatthingsittinginthecorner]

Maybe... Maybe this year will be okay.

#I threw up at school. #But my friends held my hair back and my teacher walked me to dad's car and opened the door for me #This same teacher gave me a chocolate bar and a handwritten letter because my grandma died

[kelpiemomma]

"if people can pronounce x and y they can pronounce x"

People can't even pronounce my name and it's one (1) letter off the regular spelling

#Listen. I get the sentimental. #But people just fucking fail at pronouncing things or trying to sometimes. #My mom has a name that is a simple mashup of two names. #I won't say what it is exactly but she was named for her mother's first and middle names #It's super simple. It is 6 letters. The first three letters of my grandma's first name and her middle name. #And she has spent 55 years listening to people butcher a name you could EASILY pronounce by simply looking at it #I've personally heard people add syllables. Add letters that aren't there. Completely mangle her name into a different name. #Sometimes... People just don't fucking know the way a name works. Especially from a different culture. #ALSO the people you're saying 'well if they can pronounce Schwarzenegger they can pronounce x' #They can't! They can't pronounce Schwarzenegger! #They try! But unless you grew up Austrian you're probably going to struggle! #Seriously just look at how people struggle with Icelandic and Gaelic names #I grew up speaking English and I swear to God I can barely speak it!

[smallmartiniolive]

Queen shit when Misako killed the head of the explorers club, I saw it happen

#misako montgomery garmadon #ninjago #rewatching ninjago #misako ninjago #you know I wasn’t a huge fan of misako because of how she was introduced #and then with the love interest bullshit #but ignoring her crack shot of a reunion with Lloyd and the love interest stuff #she’s pretty cool #cool lady #nice grandma energy #also I despise the explorers club #misako should attack them all with her teeth #send them out in hospital vans!! #I don’t feel that strongly but she should atLEAST send a strongly worded letter you know? #explorers club ninjago

[honey-gaze]

love letter to letters!

#i will be ur penpal bb! #shout-out to @greenwhistler for being one of my sweet letter friends btw #I've got almost every letter I've ever gotten in this sweet lil box i dug out of my grandmas art shed #when she died i found a big bag of all the letters i sent her throughout my childhood and it is! a treasure #anyway slow correspondence 5eva #epistles #penpalin' around #mary ruefle's madness rack & honey #samgaze

[bbgirl-aesthetic20]

#cozycore #gardencore #grandma aesthetic #plants #cottage life #cottagecharm #cottagestyle #countrycore #warmcore #cottage garden #book aesthetic #book of spells #booklr #letter aesthetic #goblin academia #goblin aesthetic #viral photo #vintage #vintage aesthetic #vintagecore #mushroom aesthetic #mushroomcore #mushrooms #fairy aesthetic #cottage aesthetic #soft academia #soft moodboard #soft aesthetic #green aesthetic #plantbased

[47-protons]

many thoughts head full yet so devastatingly empty (< my brain is going about a billion miles per hour and i cannot slow it down enough to put any of the thoughts into any type of coherent statement) ((it is flicking wildly back and forth between q/smp and usmp. like if you took a metronome and set it to like a billion BPM.))

I have never frantically edited a post faster to put a slash between four letters

#hi i'm listening to winter's come and gone and i'm being Normal about it #''little black bird on my wire line. dark as troubles in this heart of mine.'' #and my brain is shoving Winter's Come and Gone. The Blackest Crow. and Foreign Lander. it's shoving all of them in a blender and i am havin #am having MANY thouhgts. absolutely brain rattlers. #the blackest crow that ever did flew would surely turn to white if ever i prove false to you bright day would turn to night #bright day would turn to night my love the elements would mourn if ever i proved false to you the seas would rage and burn #i lie awake out in the night. i see the shining stars. i wonder if you see them too wherever you are. #i'm normal. :+1: #i wish my breast were made of glass wherein you might behold upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold #in letters made of gold my love believe me when i say you are the darling of my heart. until my dying day. #Goes into Flick's character playlist. whacks apocalypse lullaby in there at mach 4 #my brain is Rattling with everything from sp/iderbit to phil to forever to flick and usmp s2 brainrot (< again) #i am Extremely abnormal about the end of s2 #more accurately. i am going through my playlist of chill folk/bluegrass tunes bc i have been having Feelings about. smth I will probably #never say out loud. i like the russian girl thing on like. tiktok and instagram. it is interesting and neat #to learn about other people's cultures- even if specifically it's about them feeling disconnected from theirs. #there is a rotting in my chest. there is no culture here. i don't think the US as a whole can go ''aha this is the american culture'' what #work until you die. never get healthcare. have every other country hate you. that's fair. #i am sitting with the bluegrass songs my grandma would sing me to sleep with when i was a baby and i am being normal #it took me two years before i could listen to Ashoken Farewell without bawling. they played that at her funeral. specifically my cousin #got up and played it. I'm normal. i'm so normal about this. culture can be school shootings and rampant capitalism but it can also be. banj #banjo and fiddle. i want to go to the bluegrass festival this year. i think it will be good for me. #america on the whole. probably does not have a unified cultural identity. and i guess that's okay #i'll align myself out towards the oklahoman panhandle and all the goatheads i got as a kid. i never saw the problem with quacki/ty's bedroo #i liked the rock walls. it reminded me of my grandma's house. she had a dugout. i miss it (< lost it in a wildfire a year after she died) #it wasn't like. a sod house. it was entirely underground though for Years until they had my uncle aaron and needed an extra room so then th #they got a Single upstairs room. The stairs were back by the cellar. i miss it. my mom would tell stories of the bus dropping her off and #classmates telling her ''there's a cow on your roof'' #i miss it. i should go to sleep i think #i don't think i've ever felt 'american' but i sure have felt 'kansan' and that's. okay enough for me i think

[arttsuka]

Can you believe this coin is 98 years old?

#these are not mine (yet). they belonged to my grandpa and now they just exist in my grandmas house #my grandpa had a thing about collecting stuff. especially stamps (the things you put on letters to send them) #he had so many. #I haven't got a chance to actually see the whole stamp collection. its huge so it'd take a while. maybe one day #not art #Random #coins #δραχμές #that's what they're called #people stopped using them before I was born tho

[destroyerofmountains]

i'm back in where i'm supposed to be

following her little footsteps

every now and then

and there's no smokers in this house

at least not anymore

and i can't help not to feel this

it's like i'm sick

i'm forever sick in this house

and hands are begging me to stay

just for another night

just to sleep on that hard couch

one more time

but i'm not her daughter

i have hair dye on my fingertips

and i know she hates it

her perfect image is slightly different now

i'm not what she has gave birth too

judging my feet about

which direction they take

i'm not her daughter

and my tears are about to choke me

i haven't cried in months

i carry an ocean within my skull

my name is not on my collar anymore

i dropped it

let me go to my bed

so i can release this ocean

don't kiss my hair or my eyes

grieving doesn't stop

and i couldn't help but wonder

if you'd still like me

when i change my pillow case

in every 3rd of march

and i couldn't help but imagine

if she'd like you

or accept me

#poetry #sapphic poetry #sapphic #my poetry #wlw #letter to mom #and grandma #for her #the tales

[toadcircus]

currently feeling a strange sense of belonging and calm that i havn't felt in a while. i havn't missed it as a feeling, i just havn't noticed it missing until i felt it again.

just moved 99% of my things back into my parents house where i will be staying for a little while. i've already been here for a few months. i wonder if its the moving the things back that has brought this on?

i think i just feel safe i guess. cosy

#little bony horribles #cosy?? wrong word bc its fukin BOILING at the moment... my bedroom window is west facing so i get all the afternoon sun and my room heats #beyond human comprehension #i am actually so sleepy... spent this mornign writing a cover letter and the afternoon cleaning the flat #then spent the evening organising washing/ clean washing and making my bed and unpacking a box and oof #so glad i made my bed though i put the mattress topper on it which is memory foam and im SOO excited to sleep on a soft bed again #my mum just got a new mattress for the spare room for when my grandma stays #its acc my room but ofc when im not there it is a spare one but its still all done up like my childhood bedroom (eeksville) #but yeah it is very much not a comfy mattress in my eyes but then again maybe i am spoiled by the memory foam topper #i find it so much easier to write in tags than in a post i feel like i say this every post hah but its just true #its 10:30pm good fucking nihgt