Mary, Queen of Not

Today I made the trek up to Allentown, PA to celebrate my grandmother's 91st birthday. Only we weren't allowed to call it a "birthday" party.  It was just a small gathering of family enjoying a meal together.  My grandmother did not want a party and that was final. She was very clear on that point. Of course, my mother and her sisters wanted to give her a party.  I think the woman has earned the right to decide if she wants a party or not.  Good grief!! She's 91 years-old!!  I adore my grandmother.  She's awesome. She tells it like it is.  If she thinks you're doing something dumb well, by God she's going to tell you it's dumb.  "Other Beauty' she has said to me 'why do you need to stick things in your nose? That's the dumbest thing I've ever seen.'  I chuckle and shake my head. I love that woman.  I have so many wonderful memories from my childhood that revolve around her.  Everybody is always telling her to record them for posterity. Maybe that should be my book. The wonderful stories my grandmother has bottled up inside of her. Now, that is something that just might be worth pursuing.  The Heir and Spare missed the un-birthday because they were driving back from North Carolina after a week of fun in the sun with their grandparents.  I missed them on this trip. But, the one I missed the most was The Knight.  To be perfectly honest I miss him all the time. I'm never happier then when we are together. I'm such a big old cheese ball. I guess that's what they call love.