As you can see...
... she totally played ball. (Or maybe, being the only grandchild on both sides totally gives me magic powers.)
Since I played the Grammy's Birthday Drinking Game too, I was a little sloshed and got camera happy. Here's some of the highlights.
Grammy getting her special fancy pants citation from the governor of Maryland for being 100:
The quilt I made her:
A picture of her looking at old pictures -- in this one, she's with my parents on their wedding day, 40 years ago:
And finally, here's the coolest thing ever. My parents got her some custom-made M&Ms. She thought they were cool. So did the waitress at the restaurant who a) recognized my grandmother from the YMCA, where apparently they both work out every day and b) thought the candy was so cool she wanted to take a few home to her mom.
For the record, I was sort of loaded at this point in the evening, which explains why I excused myself from the table -- camera in hand -- with a plate full of M&Ms to go to the lady's room because there was better light for my picture taking.
Yeah. I know.
Yes. That's a picture of her. On the freakin' M&Ms.
So, here's a toast to good health and more birthdays for the lovely Grammy. And, you know, that longevity is genetic.