This is Grandma H’s favorite spot in Wolcott. She told me “It’s the best view in the world.”
“What about Empire State Building–looking out on all of New York?”
She shakes her head. “Best view in the world.”
Grandma H is shopping at Super Stop and Shop. She looks down aisle 4 and sees a man flat on his back. She announces very loudly to everyone around her, “Man down on aisle 4,” and continues her shopping.
For Mother’s Day, we took Mom’s mom and Dad’s mom to brunch with us.
Grandma H confides to Dad’s mom, Grandma E, that Dad is “Just not funny. He thinks he is but he isn’t.”
Grandma E smiles and says, “Oh he makes me laugh all the time.”
Grandma H mumbles, “You’re just being nice.”
At the end of the meal, we asked the waiter to wrap up our leftovers. As he picks up her plate, Grandma H says, “Write my name on the container. Harriet*.”
When he returns with the container in a bag, she checks and sees he hasn’t written her name on it. He picks up Grandma E’s plate to wrap the leftovers and Grandma H says, “Ellen*.”
He takes the plate and returns with the doggie bag. No name.
Grandma H refuses to accept defeat. As he picks up my plate she says, “Kourtney.”
None of our doggie bags had names on them. But she kept on trying. I see where I get my stubbornness from.
*Names were changed to protect the Grandma’s privacy.
Quick correction: I am having my Facebook Online Six Train Book Launch Party with fun games and giveaways for 2 hours on May 28th from 8:45 pm-10:45 pm EST.