happy birthday to my grandmother. she would be 92 years old today. she lived most of her life in a small town in georgia. the same town i was born in.
one of the funniest memories i have of my grandmother is from 1990...when mrchazman, my daughter and i went 'home' for christmas. it was the first time i had been there as an adult. it snowed. she said it was because i had finally come to visit. kind of like...hell freezing over!
anywho...we rented a car at the airport and pulled into town at about 9:00 pm. after driving around for a while...i finally admitted i had no idea which way to go...and we pulled over and called my aunt. she drove to the restaurant to pick us up. i was less than 1/4 mile from the house. *that restaurant has some of the best seafood...i go there every time i'm in town.
now for the funny part. my grandmother was only 4'10" (and thats a stretch). well...when we arrived at the house...there she was...jumping up and down...trying to look thru the peep hole in the door as she awaited our arrival. i guess she didn't want to look out the big picture window that was right next to the door. i promptly got her a foot stool...and left it by the door...so she could see future visitors...without the jumping jack routine.
happy birthday, grandmother! i love & miss you! oh...and your bald-headed grand-daughter (that's what she called me when i had cut all my hair off in this photo...cause it used to be half-way down my back) has cut her hair again.
She was jumping to look through the peephole because the Christmas tree was blocking most of the window.
ReplyDeletei forgot about the christmas tree. to tell the truth...i still don't remember it.
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