If Grandma Z were alive...

She'd be a blogger.

She was quite the journal writer in her day. Even wrote journals for her children. I guess I'm kind of taking after her--my name sake.

isn't she the cutest.

Today I kept busy scanning the hundred + photos my dad asked me to scan for him. Yes, it's a pain, but it's sure fun to see some old photos of brothers and sisters and of course, myself.

Check these out:


circa 1979 I'm the little one in the yellow dress. I almost think my mini-e might look a bit like me.


Circa 1981 we always had a station wagon. Always!


Me and the Queeze Christmas Time


Uncle R-D going on a mission


Uncle L the great...clearly you can see how great he is... Is that a wife beater?


Aunt CC by Grandad's car


Aunt Runnie...that's some hair.


I saved the best for last.

This would be the day we met my brother in law JDW for the first time. He's the one in the front with the hair 4 inches tall.

You gotta admit...these speak volumes.

If you can dream it Friday

Today we did something that we haven't done in a LONG time. We visited a few of our "old" friends in our old neighborhood. HY & I used to go & visit Serece every week when we lived in the red brick house. But, we don't get to do that as often because we're 30 minutes away. This is a picture of HY & Serece last year...no wait...2 years ago. He was 5 months old & she was 90 years old. Today, we visited her again (but sadly we didn't get a picture). We also visited our friend Erika (a very "with-it" German woman) . And Pete--what a character.

I have to admit that I really love going & visiting these elderly people. I developed a great love for this when I was a young woman & it was part of my Young Women goals. I learned how important it is to visit the elderly. They need us as much as we need them.

I've continued to visit rest homes with my children because I want them to gain a great respect & appreciation for those who are more experienced. In a way, I like to think of them as my grandparents. Most of my grandparents passed away when I was young. Grandma Z was the only grandparent that I really remember. I think of her when we go & visit Serece. If I can't see my own grandma, at least I can visit someone elses. I hope that Grandma Z would be pleased with me. I miss her so.

Thank goodness, Farmboy's grandparents are both still around for us to enjoy. We sure love seeing them as often as we do. What a great blessing they are in our lives!

So how does this fit into "If you can dream it Friday"??? Well, I guess it's because I'm dreaming about my Grandparents...

In Memory of Grandma Z

Since today is Memorial Day, I thought I would take this opportunity to remember a very special woman in my life. Grandma Z. Teacher. Story Lady. Grandmother. Friend. Aunt Z. Sister. Hat Lady. Pospicle-giver. Actress. Anti-milk-spiller. Worrier. Mother.

One ree, Or ree, ickeree Ann, Filsy, Folsy, Nicholas, John, Queever, Quaver, English Neighbor, Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum, Out Goes YOU!

Love you Grandma Z. Thank you for inspiring me to tell my story, my own way.