Grandma Olsen

January 1922- May 2009

Things I love and want to remember about Grandma Olsen:

Her rolls

Her butter potato breakfasts with cream of Weber milk

How we weren't allowed to touch the walls in her house (which is something that I now understand but as a child tried to exploit.)

How she made me feel that I was always her favorite
How she called me Rebecca, Kathleen, Mary Jo, and finally Jenny

She is the hardest worker I know

Hearing stories about her weeding and gardening beets as a child

Sneaking peas from her garden before dinner time

Wearing pink fuzzy socks and sliding down her immaculately clean and slippery hallway

The way she saved even the last spoonful of food in Tupperware in her fridge

When she would take home leftovers for the cats

She loved animals

Her hugs, and the way she smelled

Christmas was always more special at her house

Chatting about everything on the couch in her kitchen

The blocks with everyone's name on them

Her laundry shoot, and helping her do wash

The flower bed

The hot water bottle that she gave me when I was sick

Listening to her talk about her homecoming dance

The love she had for everyone, especially my Grandpa

Her stubbornness and Independence

Listening to her curse for the first time

Camping in the canyon

Watching her welcome everyone into our family

Her hugs, and kisses

"Grandma you look so pretty," "oh Jenny I never looked pretty a day in my life."

How she never was older than 29+

How she keeps all of us as a family together

Her big tinted glasses... she was in fashion before the rest of us

Her ever giving heart

How much I'll miss her

Getting her hair done and never going anywhere where there was wind

Seeing her hair white for the first time

Knowing she was the coolest Grandma

Her house, the farm, and the land we played

Sitting on her lap while she read me stories

Watching her face light up when I played the piano

How much I love her