This past weekend my entire family went to Palo Alto, CA to visit my Grandmother. She turned 89 in June and we went out to celebrate. The thing I love about visiting my Grandmother is just being with her. We go at least once a year to visit, but it never seems like enough. She's definitely losing it, but she has many moments of clarity and brilliance. I can't tell you how many times I heard her say "back in my day, you wouldn't catch nice young men visiting old bags in an old folks home. But today they are so nice and they want to talk to you!" My husband just laughed and kept explaining that he was happy to be there and hang out. My Dad on the other hand wasn't always happy to be there. He remembers Grandma in her prime where she would kick ass and take names. I think he misses that women and hates having to be the one in charge. But he's doing good at it and I hope he loves every minute he gets to spend with her. Right now my Sister has my point-and-shoot camera which has photos with Grandma, but the ones I can post now are ones I took with my fancy camera.
At the Testarossa Winery in Los Gatos
My husband is pretending to mash grapes into wine.
A photo of my husband, sister, and the boyfriend in the airport before boarding.
A B&W version of the same photo.