My name is Bean and this is my blog. Hence the name. If you have comments or questions, just leave them in the comments area.
I recently mentioned an obscure memory on theduck about my Grandma Kelly, who has been gone for many years now. I thought it would be good to get it down on my blog before it fades into that abyss that so many other childhood memories have disapeared into.
There was a summer when my parents went on vacation and I either wanted to or was forced to stay at home. My Grandma Kelly stayed at the house with me. I guess I was around 10, but I'm not sure. It was great. She let me stay up late, sleep on the couch, eat whatever I wanted for most meals, and, brace yourself: wear my snowboots as shoes to school. That was the best non-vacation vacation ever.
The A. Sandler fans out there may note the similarities to a certian scene in the movie Big Daddy. I'd never put 2 and 2 together until now. Brings a big smile to my face, for multiple reasons.
bigD (March 07, 2006 at 03:56:58 PM):
That's why it sucks so bad when they die. I know from experience.
If yours is still alive, I recommend calling her today. It'll make her as happy as she used to make you when you were little.
ss (March 07, 2006 at 05:17:24 PM):
also, why were you in school in the summer?
Finch (March 07, 2006 at 06:27:04 PM):
damnit. I'm getting all misty eyed now.
bean (March 07, 2006 at 07:11:37 PM):
scuba - maybe it wasnt summer vacation yet? not sure - memories seem to gel into eachother as time goes on.
bigD (March 08, 2006 at 07:33:53 AM):
bean (March 08, 2006 at 09:41:09 AM):
Actually - it must not have been summer, cause I think the whole reason the boots were out was because of snow. They were the kind of boots you'd wear over your shoes and then take off at school, but I didnt wear any shoes, so the teach had to let me keep them on.
goostermon (March 12, 2006 at 11:00:48 PM):
Your grandma Kelly's name was Ann, and she was a very friendly and nice person ... especially considering that she had some significant challenges in life. She was always very accepting of me and when I met her, Bean, about 3 years before you were born, I was wearing blue jeans with about 4 inches of fringe on the bottom, cowboy boots, I had long-ish bushy hair and a beard. I had just broken off a 3-1/2 year engagement with another girl, and hooked up with thatwomaninnewalbany, and what I wanted to do with my life is play the drums!
Brother, acceptance does not come much more difficult than that! Of course, I was totally oblivious at the time .... I thought I was just normal as apple pie. And in the world I lived in, I was.