If My Grandma Had A Blog

My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

More progress

"May 20, 1992: Primer coat put on. I painted three screens.
May 31, 1992: Foggy and damp -- no painting.
May 22, 1992: Still cloudy and trying to rain. Pinochle Club at Laura J.'s."

I can completely relate so I am going to throw in some foreshadowing here -- a fair amount of detail coming in the days ahead about the painting. I can relate because fresh paint is a glorious thing and I can appreciate Grandma's excitement about having the house painted. I do not remember how badly the house needed it, but fresh paint can make an ugly pig look good. Well, maybe that's a bad example but paint does wonders for structures anyway.

Here's a photo of Nancy and me, both excited about the prospects of fresh paint being applied somewhere in the world at that very moment. Geesh, looking more closely at that, I can rather see who Mitch got his shapely baby legs from.

1 comment:

nancyJune 20, 2012 at 8:20 AM
I don't think I have ever seen this picture before. You can tell we already had a bond with each other. We were probably planning our next vacation. Can't figure out whose car you are standing on or where the picture was taken.
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