dear Grammer, happy 100th birthday!

My great-grandmother (who we call "Grammer") turned 100 years old today, hence the title of this here post. Yep, that's right - she was born in 1911. A century ago. Impressive, huh? She got to go through all kinds of eras...

Let me start off by saying that for being 100 years old, she is in pretty darn good shape. She has no hearing aid, no wheel chair, and her mind is as sharp as a nail. Sometimes she will even leave her walker and walk on her own. She is just a *little* bit strong-willed - but that is ok.

I would like for you lovelies to take a peek into the early 1900s with me and meet my great-grandmother, Arvan.

Grammer is in the tiny one in the rocking chair. Her older sister, Pearl, is beside her.

She is in the plaid dress

Once upon a time, there were two girls named Pearl and Arvan. They were outdoors when they suddenly witnessed a strange looking machine actually IN the air. They followed this rather strange machine into a field where it landed and a man hopped out of it. He asked if anybody would like to take a ride in this biplane, so Pearl and Arvin raised their hands and went for a short little ride.

^True story. That was when airplanes were first invented and that was Grammer's first airplane ride and only airplane ride in her entire life.

I believe she told us this was her senior picture in high-school.

Christmas 2010.

Would you all share some love and wish her a happy 100th? Yes? Wonderful.

Happy 100th birthday, Grammer!