Well… almost.  But NO, I didn’t.  I was laying on the couch, all comfy and warm with my faux fur blanket my aunt Joanie gave me, when I realized it was Friday.  I have been slacking in the Friday Feature department, so I hauled myself off of the couch to pick my photo.  It’s really the least I can do.  Truly, the absolute least.  Just so you know, now I’m cold, and my husband has very quickly taken over my spot on the couch AND my blankie.

Who’s that, you ask?  Why that’s Grandma Z!!  Probably one of the silliest and happiest women I’ve ever had the pleasure to introduce to my kids.  She is the only one of my grandparents to meet both of my children.  CC misses her and talks about her to this day.  Yes, I do have a grandmother in Texas who is alive (and will be for quite some time, I might add), but she has never laid eyes on my little CC in person, that poor woman.  That face Gram’s making?  Pretty much sums her up.  She also used to dance in a little circle, wagging her pointer fingers in the air, if you can picture it.  That’s who she was!  Fun for the kiddies, full of wet kisses, just happy to see you.  This is my step-dad’s mother.  And just to clarify for those of you at home, I use the word “step” for clarification purposes only, because Pete is really my dad, the one who raised me, the one and only.  If I didn’t clarify, at some point you would start to wonder how in the HELL I have so many grandparents, assuming you’re paying attention.  There would be seven, for those of you who aren’t.

Happy Friday, almost Saturday, everyone!