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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