About oneta hayes
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
and you just thought you were the captive audience— we now know that it is actually Jessica— and I somehow think Jessica is the better for it!
Not sure I understand. I’m the big mouth; Jessica was the listener, but she got a big dose of my opinions that day. 😀 I’m going to call her is a bit and tell her she is the star of my blog today.
I always tend to think about those of us who sit in a chair while having things done to us as “captive” — left to the wiles of the doers— but you’re Jessica and my Margot become the captives to us in their chairs as they become our captive audiences 😛
Wish I could tip her a psychiatrist’s fee. 😀
I know right!!!!🤗