Apology

Part I:

I was sitting on the couch with my sewing and Grandma wheels up to me with gravity.  "Esther, I owe you an apology."

"What for?  I don't think you owe me any apologies."

"Hold on, I have to go pee."

Part II:

Thirty minutes later, Grandma threw a twenty dollar bill at me.  "There that's for you."

"What for?  You don't owe me anything."

"Now I know you told me that they don't make socks any bigger than the ones you bought me, but I wasn't listening to you, so here's the money for the socks you bought me."

I bought her said socks over two months ago and at the time she hadn't even looked at them before complaining about them.  I don't know what made her think of them yesterday.