Friday, October 28, 2011
In the spirit of the holiday I thought I would share both trick and treat with you, a day with my granny. Been a while since I wrote about her and believe me when I say, a day with her reverberates trick or treat.
Case 1: We (Mom and I) walk into her apartment and at the same time, "What is that smell?" "Granny what did you have for breakfast?" "A hard boiled egg." "well, what is that smell, did you burn something?" "Why yes honey, did you know bread will burn in a microwave?" Walking back in the kitchen I tell mom it was bread, mom turns and holds out her hand. Okay folks it was not bread and we still aren't sure what was in the microwave.
Case2: Granny complained all week about her neck itching. There is nothing there. First thing out of her mouth as we get in the car, "My neck is itching I need to get this checked." Without even thinking, "Granny, it might be fleas. You have been hanging out with the only man with a dog." "Well can I get dipped?"
Case 3: A day out with Granny always includes lunch at a place we affectionately call "The Hog Trough," an all-you-can-eat buffet. Two things always happen. No matter what I put on her plate, I give her a sampling of everything, I always sit down with something on my plate that looks good and I lose it.
Case 4: A trip to Walgreens (drug Store). Every week and each week she heads to the sock aisle looking for nylon socks they have not been made since the last depression. Then it is cards because 2 boxes of unused cards is not enough. We can't forget nuts and ice cream, it is like taking a child to the grocery store.
Case 5: The return home. Granny fell earlier in the week, nothing serious but she fell and we were trying to figure out who came to her rescue. She had told us; Julie, Jennifer, and Janice, who was it? I ran into the Julie and asked her, "We don't want to cause trouble, just say thank you." Julie fessed up, she had come to her rescue and that when she found her she was as happy as could be but...
My parting mental image. My frail 92 year old grandmother had fallen in the laundry basket and could not get out. Think kid in a swimming pool stuck in a donut float, legs sticking up wiggling to get out. Now insert my grandmother in a laundry basket and you have my mental image.
Happy Friday and have a great weekend!