Happy Birthday Grandmother!

For as long as I can remember, my Grandmother has been one of my favorite people. She's not just the mother of my mother, but she has been my friend too. I loved staying at her house when I was little. Even trips to the grocery store were fun with her. I thought she must live the most glamorous life. The car I remember best had velvety red upholstery, which must be the absolute lap of luxury. She dressed up and wore heels for her job at a bank. I had great plans to work at a bank when I grew up so that I too could dress up every day. :)

Remember how I almost failed 7th grade home ec? My Grandmother was the one to bail me out. I spent the weekend at her house making a pair of shorts to save my grade. I didn't inherit her sewing abilities, that's for sure!

As I got older, staying at Grandmother's meant that she and I would go rent a movie - sometimes it might be something that my mom wouldn't have let me watch (shhh!). It also meant getting to take a bath in Grandmother's bathtub. The jet attachment made great mounds of bubbles and she never complained that I turned the water back on several times to heat it up and revive the bubbles.

In high school, my parents put my Grandmother and I on a plane bound for northern California to see my aunt. I'm not sure who was supposed to look after who, but we had a great time. And...we both made it back!

I am lucky to have known all of my grandparents, but I feel especially lucky to have such a good friend as my Grandmother has been.

Happy birthday Grandmother! See you for lunch!