Tuesday, February 15, 2011
My grandparents. Little did my grandmother know that one day she'd have a weirdo granddaughter coveting the dress she is being photographed in.
My grandpa duking it out with his brother. Apparently, this is how things were settled back in the day. Simpler times...
"This is grandpa right?!"
"Mmmhmmm, that was when he was dating Jennette, the French girl who took him on vacation to the French Riviera. He dated a Russian for awhile too, back when he was in the service."
"Damn, grandpa was like the United Nations."
"That crazy Swede."
"Don't hate the player grandma, hate the game."
My grandma, phonin' her bitches.
Goin' the chapel (pictured with her father)
My great-grandmother (in the gigantic bow) being all sassy.
And of course, a couple of your's truly as a very pudgy baby-