tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post3385301375725143002..comments2023-04-11T11:48:11.863-05:00Comments on Harlequin American Romance Authors: Happy Grandparents' DayLee McKenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03388019900085158731noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post-90032584148962042082008-09-07T18:50:00.000-05:002008-09-07T18:50:00.000-05:00Karin, what great women and how lucky you were to ...Karin, what great women and how lucky you were to have different role models. Have a happy day with your "grandkittens." :)Megan Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06548791853823629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post-59908962869467458792008-09-07T18:47:00.000-05:002008-09-07T18:47:00.000-05:00Joye, How wonderful your grandma taught you to coo...Joye, How wonderful your grandma taught you to cook. Those must be special memories now, and you probably have some great family dishes. I only heard stories of my grandma's meals. My mother's favorite is how she (her mother in law) would put a pie in to bake when she sat down for dinner, so by the time dinner was over, my dad had warm pie. My mom didn't continue that tradition. :) Thanks for sharing your story and reminding me of that one.Megan Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06548791853823629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post-27285454267930419372008-09-07T16:39:00.000-05:002008-09-07T16:39:00.000-05:00Both my grandmothers were amazing and yet totally ...Both my grandmothers were amazing and yet totally opposite. One was from 'the old country' and would quietly teach us values, like baking pies for the bazaar and making sure we had care packages when we'd leave her home. My other grandmother was well Americanized, belonged to several women's organizations and taught us responsibility for family first and then the world, all while making sure we looked good with shoulders back, stomach pulled in and lipstick straight. She passed this characteristics on to my Aunt who watches (bosses) over us all with love and reminds me and one of my cousins that we have the bug (gene) as we worry and try to lead our families (think of horses to water). Write and apply for jobs for my brother, developing marketing schemes for my brother-in-laws business, reading a little part of a book each week to my neice on the phone long distance and trying to lift my son's self-esteem. My Aunt, cousin and I talk about this inheritance from my Grandma - curse or blessing? I just want to add I really my daughter recently made me a grandmother - she bought to kittens. My children are a little older then I was when I married at 21 years of age. Thank god they're not! Just can't picture them specializing in the art of compromise yet. <BR/>Kate Barit (Karin Indig)Bookdevoteehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13746754812275753171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post-19858492118059436182008-09-07T15:13:00.000-05:002008-09-07T15:13:00.000-05:00My grandmother was not an educated woman but she h...My grandmother was not an educated woman but she had so much good common sense and a pioneer spirit. I grew up on a ranch in Colorado and she taught me how to cook from the time I could tie on an apron. She also taught me to sew aprons made out of colorful feed sacks. Amd she encouraged me to read for fun, not just for school. <BR/>JOYEAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post-27504903892798986932008-09-07T13:08:00.000-05:002008-09-07T13:08:00.000-05:00That's so funny, Marin. Just like a nature documen...That's so funny, Marin. Just like a nature documentary at a drive-in movie, popcorn and all. What a neat story!Megan Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06548791853823629555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37809871.post-35083905877090803962008-09-07T12:31:00.000-05:002008-09-07T12:31:00.000-05:00MeganMy grandparents used to drive me and my broth...Megan<BR/><BR/>My grandparents used to drive me and my brother in their old station wagon to the local dump outside our small Wisconsin town to watch the black bears dig through the garabge at night. Cars came from all over and would line up on the hill surrounding the dump below and shine their headlights on the bears. Grandma even popped popcorn to take along :-)<BR/><BR/>Marin<BR/>www.marinthomas.comMarin Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04337817734094294896noreply@blogger.com