being 90 and your party

Saturday was my Grammy's 90th birthday gathering. The original plan was for the whole brood to head to my parent's house but Mother Nature intervened. Because when you are 90 and you have a steep driveway and it snows, you don't go outside unless it's been cleared. So the whole lot of us made the trek to grandmother's house. We decided it has been near twenty years since we were all gathered under her roof for a meal. And I think a 90th birthday is just such a worthy occasion. 

She requested Swedish meatballs and mashed potatoes which we made into the garlic kind. The normal corn and stuffing fare. And apple cake for dessert. We were without a coffee maker so off some of the men went after dinner in search of coffee in a box. They also returned with a dozen donuts. We are too much, really. 

David practiced wearing her old sunglasses and everyone gathered around sitting on the floor and talking and laughing and eating too much food. It was a nice visit. So happy birthday to Grammy! And many more!!

Nothing like a little floor sitting and a little male supervision if you ask me. 

Housekeeping note: I've decided to stop filtering my photos with VSCO Cam. Can we agree they look a lot better au naturale? And it won't take me nearly as long to upload. Winner winner.