8/30/14
A tribute to my Granny. She was a great woman!
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I miss her. She was tiny, but gave great hugs!! And love radiated out from her.
She’s been up in heaven for 12 years now. I know she greeted Jeffery with a big ole hug, when he got there!! (And maybe even a pot of dumplings, and some nanner pudding??)
Okay, so Paper Purgathon Prep, was not so very much paper purging, as it was de-cluttering. So, today we are gonna hark back to that day, and do the real paper purging.
To refresh your memory, here’s the paper piles, that were removed from the microwave, and counter.
So, I put 15 minutes on the timer. And dove in.
I reckon these might be important.
(Boy howdy, I LOVE these circles!!! Why did it take me so long to discover them??)
So THAT”S why they sent me the cancellation notice! I couldn’t figure it out, since I “Knew” I had mailed my payment! eye roll
ARGH! I’m so mad about this!! I just wasted 5 FREE dollars!!
Yay for easy trash decisions!
Good only until March. I have 4 days to use them, or die
Yeah, I was planning to label stuff, to help PP learn to read. Hey, she’s not 4 yet, plenty of time!
Granny and my girls, Emily the only dog I ever loved, with my girls, and 1 extra! The one in the middle is Kimmy’s BFF. Melinda as drum instructor! LOL I love looking at old family pix!
Yoo hoo! Melinda! Yeah? Back to work! You’re supposed to be purging paper, not mooning over old pix! Oh, yeah, sorry.
Self explanatory
Self explanatory??? Not by a long shot! Well, you know I want to get married again. Yeah. And?? Well, knowledge is power, and I don’t want to repeat the mistakes of all my last 4 marriages. Oh, ok. Good thinking. I guess. I just wondered if there was something you needed to tell us?! Nope! Not yet! If/when there is, you’ll be the first to know! (Being as how you’re in my head, and all.)
Alrightey then. now that we’re back on track. The book went to my room, along with the pix. And the important papers, and the word labels.
The Beall’s bucks were filed in # 13. (I’m still steamed about that.)
I threw away some more papers, and then I was so exhausted, I stopped the clock at 5 minutes left. I know I’m supposed to do a full 15, but hey, are ya really gonna come after me for 5 lousy minutes??
Catch me if ya can!!
“Catch me if ya can!” said the Gingerbread Man.
My mama, more commonly known as “Grandmama” (please read with a French accent), has a green thumb. She grows all manner of plants, and they flourish. (yes, my real mama).
She loves to have her hands in the dirt. (So would that make her a black thumb?)
Flowers make her happy, fresh flowers on the table make her ecstatic!
When she had a house, and then a garden apartment, she had beautiful flowers surrounding her.
On the other hand, my sister, brother and I have true black thumbs.
And it’s spread all over our chests! AAAAUUUUUGGGHHHH!!! We’re rotting!!
I’m a tad so dramatic.
Anyhooo, as kids we tried to grow veggies. Never worked, NEVER!
I wonder if it had something to do with Brother pulling them up to see if they were growing???
Naaah, that couldn’t be it.
Granny Chaney gave me African violets after I got married. One by one they bit the dust. Then she gave me a Purple Passion plant. (yes, it’s a real plant! Google it.) Surprise, surprise! (not) it died.
Finally, in exasperation, she gave me a cactus, declaring “Now, I know you won’t kill this.”
Who knew????? Watering a cactus kills it. Color me surprised.
I have a black thumb. So, I’m the Death Angel for plants. I’ve accepted it.
So, if you were planning to send me a plant, go ahead and kill it, and send me the obituary.
RIP all the plants past….
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