Sentimental Saturday
10/09/2010 07:02:00 AMI swear my memory gets more and more faded every year. I was laying in bed last night trying to remember my first year of teaching. I remembered bits and pieces but nothing vividly. Then I tried remembering the big move I made from Kindergarten to Third Grade - again, I can't remember much.
I blame it on the fact that I have too much on my mind. Most days a running "to-do" list fills up my brain. Other days it simply shuts down to have a break. I'm hoping that I can jog my memory a bit by continuing to write these Sentimental Saturday posts.
I had a really tough time thinking about what to write about today, though. My mind is more clouded than usual these days. I thought I would just share a few memories I have of my grandmother who will be visiting next week!
My Grandmother and Dad at my wedding |
I also spent time in Florida with her and my Aunt Anita. I remember our trip to the Keys and I remember how we went out and had a drink together after I had turned 21 and went down to pick up my "baby" cousin - who is now 21 himself!
I remember bits and pieces of things we did when she lived here. I remember sleep overs with my cousins. I remember seashells spread out on a carpeted floor with quarters, nickels and dimes hidden underneath them. I remember BIG Christmas Eve dinners. I remember my Grandmother dressed up for Halloween. I remember her singing in the pew behind us at church.
I also have a lot of memories from her visits throughout the years. She would stay with us when she came up and I always LOVED that was with us when we went to bed and still there when we woke up the next morning. Those mornings were always my favorite. Having breakfast in our pajamas. I remember a salmon colored robe that she had (she may even still have it) that was silky. I can see her sitting at our dining room table eating some buttered toast and drinking a cup of coffee. I remember one Christmas when she came up and I decided to turn my bedroom into a hotel. I can't remember what all I did, but she still has the notes I left her thanking her for staying at our hotel.
My room was in attic and there were three windows that looked down on the whole street. I remember her calling the police one night when she saw people opening car doors and going through them.
One of the best memories I have of my grandmother from her visits up here is when we waited until everyone was asleep and crept down the stairs from my attic bedroom to have cookies and milk together by Christmas tree light. :)
A little over a year ago - when Grandma came to meet the twins |
I can't wait to take a new picture next week! She's going to be amazed at how much they have grown! |
Can't wait to see you, Grandma!
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