Thinking of the fun and funny times...thanks Mamaw, for the phone noise today. Thank you for passing the frizzy, curly hair gene to me, my hazel eyes, thank you for introducing me to the wonderful world of homemade pancakes with self-rising flour, the quirk of blurting out what I think without filtering it first, they power to get rid of creepy boys overstepping their boundaries, the ability to know how to get the not-so-creepy ones, my huge rack (ha-just kidding on that one), my super-power of ingesting spoonfuls of peanut butter straight from the jar, my people-watching abilities, my quirky nervous system, my freezing all the time body temperature, my flat butt, the memories of spending the night with you and making you walk to the store and the Freezette to get food for your fridge, the ability to make syrup in a pan on the stove, the wonderful world of frozen pizzas, front porch glider-swings, NOT dipping your dentures in the hot tub display at the housewares store (Im sure you have your real teeth back now:)), and the knowledge and ability to get those subtle little signs from the other side. (Sometimes not-so-subtle, too!) Thank you for my mom. I love you. Thank you for letting me read your newspapers and the National Enquirer all the time. Thank you for showing me how to use those little, round, pink disposable razors when I wanted to shave my legs but wasnt allowed to yet. Sorry about the bloody mess in the bathtub after that. Thanks for not narking on that one. Thank you for singing up on the house top while you clicked on my chin. Thank you for cleaning my room for me so that I could go outside. And, thank you for warning me of the dangers of eating pecans (at my own risk because they caused our mouths to break out). I miss you but know Ill see you again. Im sure heaven has a fully-stocked fridge for you with multiple pitchers of water, peanut butter, and margarine spread. And sweet potato casserole!! I bet you dont even have to wear 4 housecoats and 3 pairs of socks at one time up there, and Im sure your hearing aids dont squeal when we get up close-wait, what am I saying?? You wont need hearing aids! Im sure you have a body like Marilyn Monroe and all the Reese Cups you can eat. Give Papaw Boyer and Mamaw Evvie big hugs for me. Who knows, maybe youll even be singing! I love you Mamaw Boo!
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 04:30:38 +0000