Taking Gammy out, my 80-something year old grandma, is always a good time. You never know what is going to come out of her mouth. I can guarantee there will be laughter and perhaps even some moments of slight shock in response to what she says. There is no one else like her. Unique to the utmost, Gammy is my most favorite grandma.
I love that she is skinny as a rail but has 3 packages of frozen doughnuts in her freezer. I love that she knows all the employees at her assisted living home and goes out to lunch with them once a month (the only "non-employee" invited). I love that she loses her cat and makes the entire building search high and low, for hours on end, only to find out that the cat got into her own dresser drawer. She trapped him, and as he was searching for air, she finally heard meows coming from her bureau.
We got into her apartment and I found this odd picture in her kitchen. When I asked her what it was, she said it was from when she was little. Interesting. i love it. She always makes me laugh. love love love.
No comments:
Post a Comment