Real Food

Anna, G, and I were sitting watching a show together and Anna got up to get a plate of cauliflower and grapes. We were sitting and munching and G says, "Don't I get some food?"

Anna hands her some grapes and cauliflower and G says, "I want some real food."

Sugar-Free

Every time I feed G a dessert or a candy or something she hesitates and says, "Oh, I shouldn't eat that, but oook."

I came home over a month ago with some sugar free marshmallow eggs because she keeps repeating that she shouldn't have so much sugar.  When I put them on the counter she wrinkled her nose and asked where the non-sugar-free marshmallow eggs were.  I told her I didn't get any and there they still sit, uneaten.

Pretty Woman

I came home last night after going to dinner with a friend and heard Pretty Woman playing in G's bedroom.  She LOVES this movie.  If it is ever on TV, it's like a secret weapon to keeping her occupied for a few hours.  My sister wanted to sleep in this morning, so she waited until 10:45 and popped in the movie.  G stayed up to watch it, Anna went to sleep early and got to sleep in a bit.

"Grandma, why do you love Pretty Woman so much?"

"Oh, it's such a sweet story."

Gotcha

I told G yesterday that my class was from 4:30-6:30 and that if she didn't want to wait, I would need to prepare dinner for her before class.  She said she didn't want to eat that early, but our in home worker, Ti-Ti, said she would make her a snack to tide her over.

I went in the kitchen and Ti-Ti said, "I gave her some cheese and crackers, applesauce, and a twinkie."

"Any bets on which one she eats first."

Right before class, I went in to check on her and she was pulling the twinkie out of the package and saw me and looked as if she had been caught.  She lowered the twinkie as if she was embarrassed to be seen eating it.

I don't know why she pretends that she doesn't eat sweets, when we all know, they are her primary source of nutrition.

Cinderella

Anna and I were asking G about her younger years and her sisters.  We asked her if she was the bossiest of all her sisters.

"Well, Dorothy was the sweetest.  Naomi was the biggest flirt.  And me...I was the..hardest worker."

...

"I was.  I did all the chores and worked the hardest."

Anna asked, "So you were just like Cinderella then?"

"I was.  I was sweet."

Ok, Grandma.

First Impressions

I have classes four days a week and to save myself some money, I use the landline for the conference calls instead of my cell phone.  I let G know when my classes are so that she knows when I'm busy and using the phone, but I knew it was only a matter of time before she interrupted a class.

At the beginning of the very first class meeting tonight she was on the other handset:

"Hello?"

"Yes, hello, welcome to class."

"Hello?"

"Yes, we can hear you."

"Can I get the zip code to Cedar City?"

"Who do you think this is?  We are in Los Angeles."

"Oh my, Los Angeles?  This isn't the directory?"

"No, where are you from?"

"Sacramento.  Ok, goodbye."

I was hoping to get away with them not knowing it was my line that did it, but she's from Sacramento, I'm in Sacramento.  Ugh.  Embarrassing first impression.

Chi-Chi

G's full time health care employee is named Ti-Ti, but G keeps calling her Chi-Chi.  Anna was warning her tonight to not call her Chi-Chi because it is a synonym for vagina.

"Grandma, how would you like it if someone called you 'vagina'?"

"Ok.  I guess you're right.  That doesn't sound good at all.  'Come here, Vagina!  Show me what you look like.'"

I love it when dirty old Grandma is back.