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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