Abortion?

At Breakfast:
Sandi: I love eggs.
Gma: They're aborted chickens.
Sandi: What would make you say that?
Gma: They are.
Sandi: Well, now I can't eat my eggs
Gma: Yes you can.
Sandi: No, Gma, I can't.

Haven't updated for a while...

Grandma: So, Grandpa is taking me away for a few days. We're staying in a $30 a night hotel
Sandi: Thats pretty cheap.
Grandma: Yea, the last time I was in a $30 a night hotel I was on my back.

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Grandma: Look, Sandi, they've painted a mural on the wall over there. I didn't know they were going to do that. And look, there's a little area for the dogs to run and play and say "pick me! pick me!" because if someone doesn't they'll die.
Sandi: That's really morbid, Grandma!
Grandma: Yea, well. Look, the car in front of us is from Carmax, isn't that where your car is from?
Sandi: Wow, you're all over the place today Grandma!
Grandma: Yea, well I took my uppers today. But I'm going to church later, so I'm going to have to take my downers.
Sandi: Oh, yea? Maybe they'll make you pray again.

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Sandi: GRANDMA!!!
Grandma: Coming! *arrives at bathroom door to see me wrapped in a towel with soap in my hair* What's wrong
Sandi: *walks to bathroom sink and turns it on, no water comes out*
Grandma: Oh, well. Grandpa must be working on the sprinklers. Finish your hair in the toilet.
Sandi: What?!
Grandma: Kidding, I'll go find your grandfather.