I learned something today that I did not remember about my Granny. My grandmother was a grandmother at the age of 36. She did not want to be called Granny but of course that was her name. I am not sure who was the guilt party for me learning that name. Frances Ann Chapman is my beloved "Granny".Now on to the subject of this blog. My mother asked me what we did at Scrap Club yesterday? I explained to her that we celebrated my birthday. I was telling her how excited I was about the Queen Cake and my Four loyal subjects. The cakes were Barbie cakes. My sweet little skinny butt friend made them for my birthday. She also bought me a new Magic Wand. If you have read my blog you now all about my wand being in the shop.
I told my Mom about how Debra called me "Miss Priss" or "Priss". She told me that Granny called me Priss or Miss Priss. And that Grandaddy also called me Priss. Debra you will never know how much joy this brought to my heart. I knew I loved you as one of my most precious friends. Thanks for calling me "Miss Priss".
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The name suits you, either Priss or Miss Priss. When I looked up the definition of "priss", there are several variations, some true and accurate, others not so accurate. However, the words that ring true to your character are "dainty" and "fastidious". You are the quintessential southern belle. I can see you being best friends with Scarlet O'Hara, but more so with Melanie. I can see you sitting under the massive oaks at Tara mansion sipping mint julips (or Corona with lime if you could get away with it). Yes, you are certainly Miss Priss! If the shoe fits, wear it!
That's such a sweet photo of you and Grannie. I like the "dainty and fastidious" definition, but when NeeMama called me "Miss Priss," it meant "sassy."
celebrating a friend's birthday is a fun loving wonderful experience. I wish you many, many more wonderful birthday experiences.
Wow, that is neat that your nickname all along has been Miss Priss. It was meant to be. Loved the picture of Dusty and Marlee so cute.
I love that picture. I have always kept the photo of Meme and myself beside my bed and look at it nightly and ask her to watch over me and ask her to be a part of all the choices I make. I love you and hope your birthday celebration was great this year. Mine was good. Jeff had flowers and baloons but there was no traditional birthday cake or party. I truly missed being at home. I love and miss you!
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