Happy Birthday, MeMa!

This weekend one very classy lady had a birthday. She’s my grandmother, but since we’re all good friends here you can call her MeMa. So in honor of her special day, I dedicate this blog post to giving thanks for all that she has done for me over the years.

-Thank you for staying-up all night to sew me an Indian costume when I was in elementary school. I’m pretty sure that I was the envy of every kid that I encountered and that suddenly I was very, very popular.

-Thank you for letting me eat however much homemade bread (amazing) and peanut butter candies I wanted. (I must mention that the peanut butter candies were made in peanut shaped molds. I swear they tasted that much better because of the peanut shape) It’s nice to remember that at one time in my life I could binge on bread and candy without them living in my double chin and thighs guilt-free.

-Thank you for continuing to take me on outings even though I always managed to accidentally “forget” my wallet.

-Thank you for the little bit of craftiness that I possess. Don’t blame yourself. You tried to teach me your crafty ways.

-Thank you for providing a retreat when I was in high school and had yet another fight with Mom and Dad. It couldn’t have been easy to listen to me bemoan my terrible life and scoff that I didn’t even need parental guidance. There was a period of time this happened about one or twice a week. I applaud your patience and my adult self apologizes for the obnoxious teenager she once was. Now I’m just an obnoxious adult. Much better.

-Thank you for being supportive of my blog through emails like this…
I am proud of you. It was very creative. You are a mess. A very good mess. (Smart lady)

-Thank you for the times you gave me money in college and never asked for it back. (Or were you just betting that I’d get you back when I was all grown-up and rich? I’m still waiting for that day too.)

-Because it’s your birthday, I’m even gonna thank you for the grey hairs that are cropping-up like weeds in my brown hair. And I’m not sure if it has even been proven that grey hairs are genetic so this thanks might be misplaced. I’m gonna let you keep it anyway.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for everything!

I’ll forgive you for the grey hair thing if you give me your fountain of youth secret.