Happy Thought: Morin

Her real name is Mae Brauer. She is my great-grandmother, and she turns ninety-eight today.

HAPPY 98th BIRTHDAY, MORIN!!

This is Morin on the night of my uncle's wedding a few years back - at about 3AM, she was still keeping the party going. (The weird floating hand in front belongs to me, btw. :-P)

Just a couple weeks ago, Morin told me over the phone that she found not one but TWO scorpions in her house. (She lives in Texas, by the way.) And she killed them both with her feet - in her house slippers. She may be a little old lady, but she's tough too. "Good thing they didn't sting me," she said. "I'm so old - it might have been the end of me."

That's right - she's morbidly funny too. (My favorite kind of funny!)

If you've read Always Neverland, then her name may sound familiar to you. It's on the dedication page. :-)

I'm still waiting on finished copies of the book, though - I was hoping that one might reach my mailbox early, so I could get it to Morin for her birthday. But two weeks isn't too long to wait though....

Friday Five - Maine Style

1. My sister is graduating from Bowdoin tomorrow!!! She even has a double major - Neuroscience and Studio Art. Obviously, that makes her awesome. :-D

2. I'm rooming with my 95-year-old great-grandmother. She's hysterical. Over dinner last night, she eyed my wine glass meaningfully and said slyly, "Now I know how you stay warm in that cabin." Ha! This comes from the woman who is famous for her "wine cookies," a family Christmas treat - famous for partaking of the jug wine the recipe calls for when baking, I mean. :-P

3. The Inn where we're staying is a lot like living history. As the brochure says, it "was built by a Maine family that goes back to 1895. This luxury country inn encompasses two period buildings (1798 & 1850) together with its modern additions (1989 & 1997)."

Basically, it's enough to make me go geeky and wish I'd taken more history classes in college.

4. As far as clothes go, I've been a walking disaster this week.

Tuesday night: Spilled pizza toppings down the top of a brand-new blue shirt, thankfully at home.

Wednesday night: Accidentally put a huge hole in the front of my white cardigan. Then discovered that moths had eaten several holes in my gray cardigan. THEN, when taking a Tide stick to the ink stains on my cream cardigan (which came from uncapped pens on my computer desk - one spot in pink and two in turquoise), I accidentally made the spot bigger. >:-[

Thursday night: Spilled lasagna down the front of a brand-new yellow shirt.

It reminds me a little of 6th grade when I never came home with a clean shirt.

5. Spring has just arrived here, and EVERYTHING is blooming.