Shondelles and Rondelles

Shondelle and Rondelle… these are happy, happy words in my Christmas vocabulary.  They belong in sentences like, “Please pass the salt and pepper”, but you say it like this… “I need the gold shondelles.”

Oh my goodness!  How many times did my family sit around Nana’s dining room table strewn with beads and pearls and ribbons and straight pins?  Year after year when I was a little girl, we’d all get together for the shondelle/rondelle ornament making party.  Nana absolutely loved making Christmas crafts, and she shared that love with our family.

I was too small to ever make a grand beaded ornament.  I never got one of the fancy kits with serious instructions about where to place the pear-shaped pearls and the sequin spacers.  I just toyed with satin balls and left-over parts, and my ornaments received silly names like “Sputnik”.  But I was proud as I could be, and I’m thrilled to this day that I was one of the guests sitting around that table.

I’m beyond thrilled that some of the cherished ornaments made by my mother are now hanging on my Christmas tree.  (Thanks, Mama!)  I’ve tried to recreate some of these beauties on my own, but have never been very successful.  I think it’s time to try again.  I think it’s time to go buy hundreds of beads and pearls, boxes full of satin balls, and spools of shiny ribbon.  I think it’s time to join loved ones around my dining table, and ask someone to please pass the clear rondelles.

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4 Responses to “Shondelles and Rondelles”

  1. Sandy says:

    Funny… you must have always chosen the kits with the pearls, Mama. No… I think when I chose the ornaments from your collection to bring to my tree… I chose the pearls! Love them all! What sweet memories.

  2. Kim Mann says:

    Thanks for all of the wonderful memories this year!!!

  3. Cheryl says:

    Sweet memories! Wish I could sit around that table when you get the party going! I’d need lots of instruction!

  4. Sheryl Borden says:

    Thanks for the memories! I still some of those on my tree each year and tell Dillon and Kelsey the “story” behind them.

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