My Aunt Hazel, my mother's sister, was one of the funniest people I have ever known. She was maybe all of 5' tall, if that, and could knock me out with laughter just answering a simple question. The way she would throw herself back in a chair with a "Well, I'll be!", eyes wide, arms and hands flung to the side, would convey how funny she thought something was. She had a wonderful way of snorting when she laughed!
When she died at 90 plus years a few years back, my cousin, Phyllis (whom, by the way, is equally as funny and entertaining) gave me a pink pig Beanie Baby that my aunt had. To my surprise, my aunt had seen it in a store in her later years and had to buy it because it reminded her of yours truly. Seems that when I was a toddler, younger than I can remember, when I got into trouble I would tell my parents that it wasn't me who had done the mischief. It was my imaginary Little Pink Pig that was the culprit! Now that same pink Beanie Baby porker is draped across the top of my computer screen at work. When something goes amiss, as it has been known to do during the Legislative Session, all I have to do is point to it and announce, "Don't blame it on me; it's the Little Pink Pig's fault!"
Aunt Hazel was going to be called Grandma B.by her grandkids, the B. being short for her last name of Burroughs, until the day she fell accidentally in front of her first grandson. As she lay on the floor stunned but laughing, he said in his toddler's wonderment, "Well, BeeBee!", which she thought was even funnier and it stuck. So from that day forward she was known to her grands and great grands as "BeeBee".
So, since no one took me up on suggesting any names for my grand party lady in the picture above, I will dub her as "BeeBee" in honor of my Aunt Hazel. I think she would get a big kick out of that and would be flinging herself back in her chair, snorting!
Thanks for the memories, Aunt Hazel, and for showing me that laughter can be found even in adversity and challenging times! Love you!