Friday, August 21, 2009


GRAMMY: Your ex stopped by today.

ME: Jules?

GRAMMY: Of course Jules. Do you have another ex? He brought me a hat. A great big ugly thing with ostrich plumes. Said it was from a show he’d been in. He thought I’d like it.

ME: Really? Where is it? Let me see.

GRAMMY: Too late. I tossed it out the window. The artist fella next door scooped it up like it was gold.

ME: Grammy, you shouldn’t throw away people’s gifts to you.

GRAMMY: Tell that to your ex. He threw away my grand-daughter and my great grandson, mamby-pamby as he is.

ME: Oh, Grammy, I knew you loved us.

GRAMMY: Yeah, well, I’d love you a lot more if you stayed home once in a while.

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Andy said...

Love this blog.

That's all.


barb said...

Thanks. I'm glad you do.

Diane Mayr said...

That last line from Grammy was an "ouchie." Does this mean you're going to stay home and the afternoons with Grammy are over?

barbara said...

Of course not. Someone's gotta bug the old lady.