Grandma Hanna

Today is January 25.

My Grandma Hanna's birthday.

I can't remember half my family's birthdays.

Despite the fact that I usually do a blog

post to celebrate my family members births.

Ok, I can remember MY family's birthdays.

And I know that Rod's entire family is

born in February.

(Except Scott and Rod.)

(And Scott ALMOST made it...)

But I have no idea WHICH day in February

belongs to George, Cille, Tim...

(And is Scott the 30th?  or the 31st?  I'm thinking 30...)

(But I could be wrong.)

Anyhow.

For some reason, I KNOW Grandma's birthday.

Maybe because I tell a (made up) story based

around her birthday in my lecture each month?

Anyhow.

Today is January 25.

And it's my Grandma Hanna's birthday.

Thankfully I have an awesome cousin

(Burke)

who has a HUGE file of great pictures 

on his Facebook page.

Actually, when I went there this morning

to swipe a picture of Grandma,

I noticed he had already posted a birthday greeting

to her on his page.

Quick Draw McGraw!

(He was also the ONLY human on earth who

was permitted to call her Granny.)

(I'm pretty sure it was a phase...)

I have a gazillion memories of Grandma.

But my favorite (don't judge)

is from the summer I spent living with her in 

her mobile home (she called it a trailer, hahahaha 

SO unpretentious!) in Gladstone.

She was working at House of Fabrics.

She helped me pick out some fabric and I was

making an outfit while she was at work.

She came home to find me struggling

with the darts in the top.

She busted out with the following:

"You gotta get the boob sockets right!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I have called them Boob Sockets (quietly and usually

in my head) ever since.

LOVE YOU GRANDMA!