Today is my grandmother’s 95th birthday. Wow, 95 years old! That’s pretty amazing.
I’m bummed because I had scanned a photo to post here today, but I’m not able to upload the file. Boo, hiss, grrrr! I sent the print to her with her birthday card, so now I don’t even have it anymore. It was a really cute photo of us together on the day before my wedding (back when she was a mere 85). Oh well. At least she got to see it! Here’s a photo of her about three years ago:
Craig and I called her earlier to give her our birthday wishes. She said, “You all sure are making a fuss about this,” but I knew that she was LOVING it. She has never been one to shy away from being the center of attention. 🙂
Anyway, happy birthday to my Grandma Vera!