This is my grandma.
She is 70-years-old.
I spent this past Sunday with her, along with my aunt, uncle, and cousins.
This is what it was like:
Our reaction:
My Gma's response:
Grandma benefits.
It definitely has its advantages.
I love my Gma.
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April 15, 2015
July 19, 2014
Grandma + Naked Janice
Some people are great at learning their lessons.
I am not one of those people.
Remember when I posted about walking around my house naked?
Guess what I was doing a few days after writing that?
Walking around my house naked.
I was in dire circumstances: I had no clean clothes left to wear because I'd procrastinated on doing laundry a little too much.
No pants, no underwear, and definitely no tops.
Since I was pretty sure going to work the next day naked would be in violation of company policy, I went downstairs to do my laundry.
I even took off the clothes I was wearing, 'cause, you know, if you're going to wash your clothes, you might as well do ALL your clothes, right?
So there I was, stuffing my clothes into the washer in my birthday suit, when I hear footsteps padding out of the next room. My grandmother's room is right next to the laundry room.
No such luck.
My grandma sees me and the first words out of her mouth are:
And, I was like: Sure, Grandma, er, let me put on some clothes first.
Gma: No, that's okay, just write this down for me.
And I obliged.
I am not one of those people.
Remember when I posted about walking around my house naked?
Guess what I was doing a few days after writing that?
Walking around my house naked.
I was in dire circumstances: I had no clean clothes left to wear because I'd procrastinated on doing laundry a little too much.
No pants, no underwear, and definitely no tops.
Since I was pretty sure going to work the next day naked would be in violation of company policy, I went downstairs to do my laundry.
I even took off the clothes I was wearing, 'cause, you know, if you're going to wash your clothes, you might as well do ALL your clothes, right?
So there I was, stuffing my clothes into the washer in my birthday suit, when I hear footsteps padding out of the next room. My grandmother's room is right next to the laundry room.
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| OH CRAP! |
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| GRANDMA'S SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING! |
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| WHY? WHY WHY WHY?! |
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| MAYBE IF I SCRUNCH MYSELF INTO A SMALL BALL, GRANDMA WON'T NOTICE ME. |
No such luck.
My grandma sees me and the first words out of her mouth are:
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| JANICE, CAN YOU HELP ME WRITE SOMETHING? |
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| EH? |
And, I was like: Sure, Grandma, er, let me put on some clothes first.
Gma: No, that's okay, just write this down for me.
And I obliged.
Now I triple-check before walking around naked.
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