We went to the farmers market to buy veggies to bottle. (True that my grandma would have grown her's but this is the best I could do last minute.)
We saw my mom and Aunt Ila at the farmers market so we had to have there picture taken with my boys.
So we bought us some red beets. Also its a pretty sad day when you have to buy tomato's from the farmers market because the 200 hundred plus plants that you planted this spring decided not to produce.
So we bottled salsa and pickled beets, in honor of my grandma.
I had every intention of cleaning my house to Crandall clean on this day. I did get it picked up and looking pretty good but I so know I wouldn't have passed the white glove test that my grandma would have given me. I was to tired to clean that good. When I was talking to my friend and told her all I had planned for this day. She says "I am coming to check the tops of your door frames." Man failed on that one to. So fun to have friends who knew my grandma and can remind me of little things like that, that I had totally forgot that she did. That was always my job at her house since I was so tall.
I didn't take any pictures but after all this we went to the cemetery and sat around her headstone and talked about our favorite memories of grandma. Jesse was that she loved him. James said that he liked the ice cream she always had. The kind in the little containers with the wooden spoon. Kelty said she just liked to be around and listen to her. Gene said his favorite memory is when we lived with my parents for 4 months while building this house. He would come home for lunch and grandma would walk over about 11:55 and ask me what I had fixed for him. Then when Gene got home he would egg my grandma on and say things like yeah Camille why don't you have my lunch fixed. It was all in good humor. Grandma would laugh and just sit and visit with her.
I of course have many favorite memories of my grandma.
Inviting her over in the mornings before school when we had pancakes.
When she would make whole wheat bread and then we would make French toast out of it.
Watching the Lawrence Welk show on sat. night with her.
Eating sugar on out pancakes and listening to her tell us (every time) she ate pancakes with us. How they would roll one or two up with sugar and put in there pockets for later in the day when they where hungry from working on the farm.
Hot Milk cake and Ice tea during hay hauling season.
I can go on and on of the many memories I have of my grandma. Since I lived next door to her growing up I have a lot. She was very much involved in my life and she is a very big influence on who I am today.
I don't think a day goes by that I don't think about her. Good or bad I still think about her everyday.
I love you grandma thank you for making me into the person I am today.
1 comment:
You are busy, woman!!!
We LOVE roller-uppers at our house!!! My grandpa did it, so did my dad, and so do I!!! Of course, the butter has to be room temperature with JUST the RIGHT amount of sugar. LOL!
LOVED your gramma! Miss her, too!
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