Happy Belated Veterans Day!!

My deepest apology to my family. It has been over one week since my last blog. But, a lot longer since my last confession. My day with Grandma began on Friday November 11th, Veteran's Day. She recounted many stories of Grandpa serving in WWII. Many of the stories, I already heard; and will never forget. I know she misses Gramps; we all do. This Christmas, it will be our 4th one since Grandpa was there; but yet, it seems like an eternity. Happy Veteran's Day Gramps.

Now onto the Grandma Gossip: (I really think we could make millions with a soap opera)

Before Grandma stuck her foot in the door, my; I mean Grandma's handicap parking sticker was violently stripped from my mirror without warning or permission. She grabbed it with such force and shoved it in her purse. She began to give a painstaking recount of her day with Uncle Chuck, while he made her walk extra steps because she didn't have that sticker. I asked her if we could get a few extra copies made; maybe we can all get one for Christmas so this never happens again. The week that I accidently had her handicap sticker, I enjoyed the closer parking spots and the easy access to the front doors of Target, Tops, and the liquor store. Hey, it was raining! You would have done the same thing. I will sure miss Cappi (Okay, it's not like you never named one of your favorite possessions).

We began our journey with lunch; of course. It was friday, and she wanted her fish fry. So we went to Squires; because she isn't a fan of Lou's fish. I really think the next time we go to lunch, I am just going to tell the waitress to bring out two diet coke's. If she has one sip left in her cup, and her refill hasn't arrived; then hell will break loose. I have witnessed this many times. She will stomp her feet, roll her eyes, and won't take a bite of her food until it arrives, like she is Ghandi making a statement. However, our waitress was rather prompt with delivering her drink. Grandma is a good tipper, I can say that. She will look around at other tables, and see what tips are left, she does nothing short of walking around table to table; I once saw her eat a french fry from one plate. Then she will try and top that tip, and walk out gloating. "Can you believe he only left her $.36 cents", and point at him. If we go to Lou's, we can eat for $11.00. That's always our goal. We had a good time at Squires. We ate our lunch and left. I didn't know what was in store for me next. She just tells me to DRIVE.


After Lunch was completed, we had to hand in her library books. She walks in the library, and throws her books down so they are immediately checked in. She runs right to the newly released section, and pushes anyone out of the way. She only checks the murder books, the big red M on the binding. After she locates the murder books, she checks to see if her "trademark" was left. If there is no check, she proceeds to read the inside, and ask me if she would like it. "I don't know Gram, just toss it in your bag and let's go." I get so many dirty looks when we go out. She only grabs three books at a time. If I find a fourth that I think she will like, "No, just put it back", she snared back at me. In the picture below, she is reading about a murder on Christmas. I think she may be plotting something. But, she was very eager to borrow that book. When we went to check out her library books, she couldn't locate her card. She pulled out every lunch card, Bon Ton, and even her Bonus card; none of them would scan her books. She began to panic. Luckily, she found it, and I grabbed her books, and we left. In the car, she began to recount a story when she was little and walked 7 miles to the library from her house; everyday until it closed.


Keep in mind that the 11th was a holiday. She wanted to finish her Christmas shopping. So we ventured out to Target. All of the handicap parking spots were taken up, I guess this was my punishment for abusing it the week prior. I dropped Gram off and found the closest parking spot. I walked in, frantically searching for Gram. I finally located her next to the popcorn. I wasn't suprised. She grined at me, if popcorn was the only reason we came here. We grabbed what we needed, cashed out and left. I asked her if she wanted to go Christmas shopping next Friday at 3 am. She laughed, but I was serious.

After our trip to Target, we went to the cemetary to visit Gramps. After we said a prayer, I dropped her off at her apartment and went home.

Gram called me on Tuesday and needed to know "her website". "Say it slow", she barked. "What are you doing Gram, getting a business card published?". It is very hard to repeat a website, this was rather difficult as she kept saying "huh" "what"?

Today, Wednesday November 16th, it is rainy and windy. We have winds of 45-50 mph. I am picking Gram up at 11:45. Don't yell at me if she blows away. I will post more tonight with pictures.

Good to hear from you Uncle Chuck! Where is Kristen?