Thursday, March 16, 2006

To 2 people who don't read my blog, but it would be cool if they did

If today is your birthday, and you are 80, and you are my grandma, happy birthday. Thank you for your part in my library of happy childhood memories. For taking me to King's and buying me coloring books, and in later years, embroidery floss so I could make those awesome friendship bracelets in a cool array of colors. For having a bar on the side of your house (on "The Bar") that I could swing around and think I was cool, even though Sarah was always better at tricks than I. For enduring yet another trip to the cheese factory so we could get squeaky cheese. For having such a glamorous job as weather forecaster at the radio station, and letting me go with you to the weather center, so I could watch how you look up at the clouds and make the forecast. For playing the piano with that one finger missing, and fascinating me with the story of how you cut it off with an axe while chopping wood, and then picked up the finger and carried it to the hospital (always fiercely independent, you). For an endless supply of Schwan's orange creamsicle push-ups. For exposing me to your entire collection of Jack Weyland novels. For having strawberries in your backyard, and a sandbox. Thank you for being a caring and wonderful Grandma.

And, if today is your birthday, and your name is Nathan, and you wanted to marry me back in the day, happy birthday to you, too. Enjoy being 34, wherever you are, and you are very welcome for breaking up with you.

12 comments:

Sarah said...

Emily, that's awesome! How did you remember all of that? Do you remember those really yummy Danish cookies Grandma used to make - she had a special waffle-iron-type-grill for them. And also the cookies that were on a skewer in different shapes that she fried. Oh, and the fried scones and the marshmallow filled scone-y things. She made the best treats! Happy Birthday Grandma!

Sarah said...

In other news...I think I remember Nathan. Didn't you bring him home once? He was too old for you and we like Steve way better. Good choice!

sarah said...

Or was that Trajen? The name ruined it for me.

Anonymous said...

Do you really think it would be cool if your ex read your blog?

And why should he thank you for breaking up with him?

Do tell. I'm so intrigued.

neil and diana said...

becaaaaaaaaause, on behalf of emily. that was a very lovely love poem to your grandmother, whom I hope to see next weekend ...?

amye said...

It is so fun to hear you recall all the visits-to-grandma-days. How about climbing "S" Hill, taking drives along the river, visiting Dougout Dick (who just turned 90 and still lives in his cave), going to A&W for root beer, tubing in the Salmon, driving to ghost towns, going downtown to Salmon River Days and the sidewalk sales, and visiting the aunts and uncles. I miss Salmon, and I know Mom does, too. Somehow, it wouldn't be the same. Happy Birthday, Mom! We love you!

Emily said...

Dear Anonymous,

Are you Nathan? Do tell.

Abby said...

We can't forget the raspberry bushes! And Grandma's cabinet of awesome toys in the kitchen. And of course the haunted cellar underneath the house... Happy Birthday Grandma!!! We love you!

P.S. ...and RUMMIKUB!!!!!! (sp?)

Abby said...

Nathan was the guy who bought a giant leather whip in Mexico.

c jane said...

Now this is getting interesting...

Pepper said...

I wish your grandma read your blog, that was a sweet list of memories. I wish Nathan did too.

Jocelyn said...

How come I am just seeing all of this for the first time? I love your letter to your Grandmother. I love squeaky cheese too!! We only got it on our way to St. George for vacation