I know it's Sunday, not Friday...but Friday I was traveling to Salt Lake City for sad family times...my grandma is gone.  Today I thought I'd share some lessons set by her example, plus a blog post I wrote a year ago about a visit to her home.

Friday Five [things my Grandma taught me]

1) Be generous

2) Work hard

3) Take care of your family...no matter what

4) Be crafty

5) Give people a hard time...for laughs and/or to get what you want.

She is already quite missed ♥

NOSTALGIA 3/6/2010

While  in Utah I visited my grandmother's house.  I love her house.  She has a  huge corner plot of land...huge for the city anyway.  It really was the  classic grandma's house to me...

It  holds so many great memories for me...running around the yard, picking  apricots, Sunday dinners, lounging on the grass on summer evenings, the  veggie garden, flowers flowers flowers, the clothesline in the backyard,  the spooky basement, the mysterious attic, rooms in different colors (I  usually stayed in The Blue Room, but The Pink Room is fun during the  day), special treats (cookies, homemade jam, chocolates, Lucky Charms,  Froot Loops, soda), purple shampoo, the flickery bathroom light, the  antique vacuum, coloring books, the glass grapes, standing on the big  heater vent.

I  love her kitchen too. It's so sunny and has neat cupboards.  And you  get hot rolls if you hang out there. Look, down the hall you can see The  Papa's senior portrait.  Maybe someday, with his permission, I'll show  it to you.  He's a handsome devil! My favorite kitchen spot was a stool  similar to this one:

I  don't get to see her often enough.  She's the hardest working person I  know...and she's a crafty inspiration too...crochet (we took home a  fresh cozy afghan the day we visited), embroidery, knitting, baking,  canning, candy making (she makes chocolate candy from scratch...they're  ridiculously good! I will turn down the See's chocolates you offer me,  and this is why) ...at 85 years old she still does all of these to some  degree.  And she does them perfectly.  Somewhere there's a drawer full  of state fair blue ribbons. I was lucky to grow up watching her make.