tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post5275971069457629980..comments2023-06-16T05:38:28.113-05:00Comments on Creative Instigation: Creativity Tips: Remember Your RootsJanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12432885086499343101noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post-4624904854285041642011-06-29T08:55:12.809-05:002011-06-29T08:55:12.809-05:00Isn't it amazing the impact people have on us,...Isn't it amazing the impact people have on us, and the memories we treasure? Grandmothers and others may not realize how, "Don't you know I love you more than that old blender" becomes part of our sense of self; those are the comments that shape people. <br /><br />Thanks to all of you for posting!Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12432885086499343101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post-64936548303659210242011-06-29T08:36:02.252-05:002011-06-29T08:36:02.252-05:00I'm in my 40s and still cry because I miss my ...I'm in my 40s and still cry because I miss my Grandma. I don't think I realize how much of an influence she really was. She would fry baloney in butter, put it on two slices of white bread with mayo and then wink and say, "That's what makes it taste good." And, boy, did it! She would chase us grand kids around the house trying to get "neck meat" as she called it. She'd kiss and hug us till we were worn slick. And, she would let us stick our wet fingers in the sugar bowl up to the second knuckle. I remember one time, I was carrying a blender from my aunt's house to Grandma's (they lived next door to each other) and the glass bowl part of the blender fell off and broke on the hard garage floor. I cried and cried and apologized. I'll never forget what Grandma said, "Don't you know I love you more than that old blender?"<br /><br />I love you, Grandma.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post-485824990202731322011-06-29T07:11:05.579-05:002011-06-29T07:11:05.579-05:00The one thing I find so fun and charming about you...The one thing I find so fun and charming about you and your Nanny is your matching headwear. I can just hear her saying," Janet, put on your scarf just like Nanny so we can go to the park." I've always loved the name Sophie.Angela@RecipesFromMyMomhttp://www.recipesfrommymom.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post-66728278533151121862011-06-28T12:33:37.387-05:002011-06-28T12:33:37.387-05:00So cute! I miss my grandmothers, too.So cute! I miss my grandmothers, too.Vickihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10088213674978515287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post-63992544056077071432011-06-28T10:39:13.642-05:002011-06-28T10:39:13.642-05:00Good lessons...and yes, you are adorable! (You nee...Good lessons...and yes, you are adorable! (You need to click on the photo to see it larger to truly appreciate the cuteness.)Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03165430531888956916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317183753658499438.post-45256301981539568122011-06-28T10:25:27.769-05:002011-06-28T10:25:27.769-05:00It's good that I make a living with words, not...It's good that I make a living with words, not numbers. The photo is from Feb. 1957, so I was not 2. I was 1. <br /><br />The age factor does not change the adorableness. :-)Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12432885086499343101noreply@blogger.com