Meet the Family Part 1

I am nearing my 200th post and I can hardly believe it. I have to say that blogging has kept me sane this past year, and in a way has really calmed me...or at least helped me with processing my life and all that in entails.

I have been a little neglectful these past few weeks, but even after the holidays, we still had/have family staying with us, so instead of processing via blogging I have been doing it in real time with them.

Speaking of family, I don't think I have ever given anything more than just general stats when it comes to our extended family so I thought I would highlight one or more of them over the next week so that you can get to know me a little better by getting to know the gallery of laughter that I come from.

No faves or anything, but since I would like to included pics of who I am talking about I will start with the grandparents and make my way down.



First up, my grandparents, who go lovingly by Grammy and Pops. They live here in Small Town MS, only a mile from us and we see them regularly. Grammy is retired, but you would never know it. She is a great cook, and my go-to-gal when it comes to southern cooking. She is also an amazing pianist and has been playing at her church for more than 30 years. Pops is retired X2 from both the Navy and from a civilian job. On top of that, the man can not sit still (or Grammy won't let him) and has been at his current place of employment for 13 years. He loves to hunt, and often takes my boys to go along. He makes no bones about the fact that he loves the nap he gets as much as the possibility of taking down a buck.

They have four kids, my mom being the oldest. The youngest we lovingly call, "the Chosen One" but I have to admit, if I found myself sick at forty and thought it was menopause only to find out I was pregnant, I would probably have some "choice" feelings as well. We all love "the Chosen One", and we let him know it...often. I should give full disclosure, that while my title is not as wide spread as his, I am pretty much the chosen one when it comes to grandchildren. Mainly in my youth, since I was the first and only for many years...did I mention that "the Chosen One" and I are only 4 years apart? Yeah, so I think that the glory of "the Chosen One" rubbed off on me a little. (or at least that is what I tell all the other grand kids as to not hurt their feelings.)

Anyway, my favorite thing about my grandparents is this...when it comes down to it, it is all about family. And family means love and laughter, and Grammy's famous taco's if we're lucky.

I actually met my hubby, Big Daddy, while I lived with them for a semester during my college years(that's a whole nuther...I live in the south remember...story) Big Daddy said that if either of my parents had had an issue with us getting married(since they didn't get to know him before we got engaged) that he would ask Pops for my hand in marriage, and that if we got His blessing, than we would be okay.

That says a lot, since on our first date, Pops met Big Daddy in the yard and told him he was at the wrong house...and something about goin' inside to get his gun. They would have to tell it, but just picture it if you can.

More later...but since I have a big family, we might hit 250 by the time were done.

Stay tuned. If you have a crazy family you will feel right at home, and if you have a normal, boring family you will be enlightened.