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Have You Hugged Your Grandma Today?

2000-07-21::00:59:12

Grandmas are fun. After our recent scare with my grandma, my family decided that Grandma was going to come and live with us until we could find her some subsidized housing. I tell you, living with your grandma sure is fun. You know what she said to me the other day? Out of the blue? She asks me out of nowhere- "Don't you meet any intellectual boys at the bookstore that are better than the bums around here?" And I said, "Of course I meet intellectual guys at the bookstore- but they all have girlfriends or are gay." This, however, wasn't what got me, grandparents are supposed to ask questions like that. What killed me was what she followed it up with. She said to me, "Don't feel bad, I haven't been having any luck either." I almost shit. First of all, I didn't know my grandma was in the dating scene, and second of all, there is a reason my grandma isn't having any luck- she is 71, has Alzheimer's, and wears a wig! What does she expect? She is not the pick of the litter. Not that I am this great catch, but I am a 20 year old girl, in the prime of my life, and well my love life is just not comparable to my grandmother's at all! You got to love her though. You know what else I love about having her stay here? I can always make her laugh. The other day the family was watching Maury Povich- (if anyone is wondering it was the episode on women with long hair who were going to get make-overs). And this ad came on- "Do you and your mother look so alike that you are often mistaken for twins? Need a make-over to look different? If so, call Maury." Well, that was my cue. I am always looking for a way to piss off my mom and make grandma laugh. They were both busy bickering and filling out paper work for grandma's apartment applications, but they were half listening to the show, so I said to them, "Hey, check this out, you two should call in to be on Maury." Well of course they both looked up and read the screen, and my g-ma starts laughing, and playing along with me, both of us picking on my mom, and well my mom just flicked me off. Mission accomplished. Oh well, I guess you just had to be there.

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Snarl, cynic, snarl! Your philosophy and intellect seem to have gotten the best of you, and you seem to like it so far (at least outwardly). People? Who needs people when you have books and mountains of rationalization? Consider whether your bad luck in life may be the result of a matching mountain of self-pity, and try something new for a change (or someone new...)
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