Ok - so she isn't going to read this blog. She doesn't have a computer. I will call her in just a little bit.
Her box of peaches and pears from gotfruit.com (they are amazing there) should arrive today. They put packages at the front desk where she lives (in a swank retirement apartment/hotel like place). Anyway - everyone SEES that you have a package or flowers or whatever delivered to you.
The only thing she ever asks for are more word search books and cough drops. The cough drop thing is funny to me because I remember she always had cough drops that she let me snack on during church when we visited her.
This is us - 30 years ago. This is a scanned copy of my "first letter" I ever wrote. Check out my penmanship on the names.
Ok - so that is Mom's handwriting. The tag is a scanned copy of Granny's handwriting on the back of the letter explaining what it is. I got that idea from Ali Edwards. She is just clever clever. That is an actual baby diaper pin that was mine. Cloth diapers. God bless you mom. I am amazed that the diaper pin and the letter are still floating around and were handy for this.
Granny and me. She was one of the two most important people to me growing up. I LOVED to stay at her house with her. She made the sourest homemade pickles, the best ever red velvet cake, cream of wheat anytime of day I wanted and raw egg milkshakes.
Yep. Raw. Happy Her Day to you! kellicrowe