Old books to me!

[ladybranwen]

My grandmother dropped off my great-great-grandfather's journal. His name was Ambrose Tebo and his wife looked like she sucked to long on a lemon (not a pleasant looking lady from the picture). Their oldest son (not my great-grandfather) was not all together there, and it is said that when Ambrose was running for some government position, he missed it by one vote- his son's. So that was very exciting, even though it was scotch taped up (horrible for conservation purposes). Later at her house, I was glancing at some pictures and noticed a rather old-looking book on the shelf. I dug it out (not very gently) and to my great suprise found myself looking at an 1848 New York State Legislative book. Who knew we had a lawyer in the family? I only thought we had horse thieves. Except, when I opened it up, I discovered that someone had pasted recipes some of the inside pages. It was in fact, my great-great-great-grandmother's cookbook. I think I got all of those greats right, but there might be one more than needed. Her name was Elizabeth Reed, another surname to add to the list. Today I really was pumping poor nana for family info. Dad says he has no idea why I wanted to bring the cookbook home, as it has no family history value. But, my great-whatever handwrote all of those recipies! It's the closest I will ever get to knowing her. Plus, I'm sure the NY legislative stuff will make for fun bathroom reading.

In less exciting news, I missed getting up on time so I missed fun family shopping day with Nana. I told mom that all I needed was 10 minutes to get ready but she apparently didn't believe me for they left. Ten minutes later I was standing around with nothing to do, so I read. They did come back and pick me up for lunch. That was nice for I had a delicious chicken parm in a calzone wrap thing.

Of course, I'm sure the dentist loved my breath later this afternoon. That was also exciting. I managed to not gag when she did x-rays, although I'm sure she never worked so fast to get them in and out of my mouth. I breathed deeply, as she told me to do, but I must have had the "deer in the headlights" look of panic. But I didn't gag! It's so funny, my last x-ray is a horrible looking one which reminds me of the picture of Sir Robin, I think from Monty Python's Holy Grail movie. Well, the one that was half out of the picture cause that's where my teeth were. Luckily, my parents had decided to include this as part of my Christmas cheer and paid for it. Double yay for that. Funny how my mom complained more about the $4.50 spent on the medicine I have to take (for my mitral valve prolapse) than for the dental bill.

I think I might get to go antiquing tomorrow! In addition to getting my hair shaved off. Oo, and renewed my lj membership. Fun, fun.