So I'm cutting up the strawberries and grandma comes in and starts to pick through the cut ones.
Sandi: What are you doing?
Grandma: I'm fluffing the strawberries.
So. Basically, my grandma says some pretty outrageous things sometimes, and my friends wanted me to start a blog for her.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
What's the time?
Gma: Well look at the time.
Sandi: Its 6:45.
Gma: no look.
Sandi: 6:45
Grandma: Look at the clock.
Sandi: 6:45
Grandma: No! It's a quarter to 7. Oh. 6:45. The train will be here soon.
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Grandma: I'm going to get coffee on the train. If they don't have any I'm going to sue.
Sandi: Its 6:45.
Gma: no look.
Sandi: 6:45
Grandma: Look at the clock.
Sandi: 6:45
Grandma: No! It's a quarter to 7. Oh. 6:45. The train will be here soon.
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Grandma: I'm going to get coffee on the train. If they don't have any I'm going to sue.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Grandma and kids and elevators don't mix
Grandma and Jessica took Corey to Disneyland this weekend. On the way up to their hotel room on the 4th floor, the doors open on the 2nd floor and Corey starts to get out. Jessica calls to him and Grandma told Jessica "Nah, let him go. It'll be a quiet evening." Apparently only one person had a sense of humor.
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