In celebration of my Grammy’s birthday tomorrow, and since I can’t be with her in Tucson to celebrate I’m writing a post including some of the wisdom she’s quietly bestowed over the years.
Let me first just put this out there, my grandmother is one of my very favorite people and I simply adore her. She is 80-something years old (according to her, a lady never reveals her exact age) and claims to be born on a Leap Day which would make her a quarter of her true age. She lives in the house my grandfather built during the summers and “snowbirds” in Arizona during the colder months. Grammy remains very stylish, drives a convertible, enjoys being the hostess at a local pizza parlor when in Denver and loves a good margarita. I’ve been fortunate enough to spend a lot of time with my grandmother and have picked up on a few things along the way:
- Dress up for any occasion. Backyard barbeques are no excuse to look underdressed.
- Bailey’s Irish Cream can be enjoyed year-round, and must be refrigerated. Yes, refrigeration was in question at one point and my dear husband had to ingest some curdled Bailey’s to appease Grammy. Yuck!
- Put cream on your neck and always, always rub it upwards. This I’ve been told time and time again prevents wrinkles.
- Make more food than your guests can possibly eat, and then send the leftovers home with them as parting gifts.
- Scrub your elbows. There is no excuse for an ashy elbow.
- Homemade popcorn and an old movie is the perfect way to spend a night.
- Learn how to make at least one good pie for special occasions. (Lemon meringue is one of Grammy’s specialties and it’s heavenly.)
- Spend time outdoors walking or simply sitting on your back porch soaking up the beauty of nature.
- If you don’t love your first name, go by your middle.
- In writing this post, I’ve made a note to self: Take more pictures with your grandmother so you can cherish them forever.
Happy Birthday Grammy. I love you and can’t wait for you to come back to Colorado!
Here’s to all of the strong, wise women in the world from who we can learn a thing or two. May we know them. May we raise them. May we be them.
We took a break from decorating the nursery (formerly Scott’s gym) and grabbed a bite to eat on a patio so we could enjoy the lovely weather we’ve been having.
This past weekend, Scott and I spent a long weekend in New York City. We’re lucky enough to have friends who live in the city and they always show us a good time, taking us to historical bars, hip restaurants and recommending fun tourist activities a little off the beaten path. For those without friends in NYC, here’s my long-weekend guide to New York City.
Balenciaga & Bubbles 