The
shit-our-house-could-burn-down semi-reality has me looking at old photos and I'm so happy I found this one. September 2004. 4 Generations. Gram wearing a grin and her usual LOUD clothing (well, as she once told me, "It's ok for me to wear loud clothes... I'm deaf.), my mom sporting short brown hair, me looking dazed but pretty good for having a 3-month-old baby, and SB... well, he was a cute little noodle, wasn't he?
I miss you Gram.
3 comments:
Ah, I love it.
I really hope your house doesn't burn down...
Actually... I was wishing I could just "spot burn" a few items... like the pink recliners in the living room... and the couch.... and the carpet... and the pink kitchen countertops....
The chances of our house actually burning are no greater than any other summer and, really, not all that high.... we've done what we can to make our space safe.... and there are no fires in the immediate area... it will be ok.
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