I may have mentioned before that my 92-year-old grandmother, Mia, says whatever is on her mind, PC or not. She is also slightly hard of hearing, and she sometimes says things more loudly than I believe she intends to. All that was said to set the scene for yesterday’s conversation with her, while we waited for the light rail to pick us up (this was her first trip on the light rail.) It was in the middle of the afternoon and there were people all around us.
Mia (loudly): I’m glad there’s a lot of ridership on the light rail, but why are all these people out here in the middle of the day? You just have to wonder if they have jobs!
Me: Shh!
Mia (loudly): And I just wonder what McCrory’s going to do about this gang problem. Do you see that guy’s sweatshirt? (As she points, yes, points, at a guy wearing a sweatshirt with a grafitti print on it.)
Me: Stop pointing!
Mia (loudly): You’re right, I might get shot!
Me: Shh!
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Reminds me of a similar story my sister Jenny told me about taking Mia to the doctor’s office. As they sat in the waiting room, Mia leaned over and loudly said to Jenny: “Have you ever seen so many fat people in your life?”
*Disclaimer: The views of a 92-year-old grandmother are not the views of this blogger. This post is intended for humor only – imagine being the one next to her as she says these things!
*Disclaimer 2: She has said much, much worse. I just don’t think it’s publishable …
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18 responses to “On loud, politically incorrect grandmothers”
Oh man that would be so embarrassing. Old people rock though.
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Oh man that would be so embarrassing. Old people rock though.
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OMG. That is hilarious
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OMG. That is hilarious
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That’s so funny! I know where you’re coming from; my maternal grandmother was just like that.
That’s so funny! I know where you’re coming from; my maternal grandmother was just like that.
lol. My Grandmother speaks slowly to my sisters hispanic husband. Like he can’t understand her unless she speaks slowly. Aren’t they great!
lol. My Grandmother speaks slowly to my sisters hispanic husband. Like he can’t understand her unless she speaks slowly. Aren’t they great!
HAHAHA! At least with a 6 yr old kid you can just look at everyone, shrug your shoulders and go “heh… they pick up the craziest things at school!” (by the way, I’m now BusyDadBlog on Twitter my old ID died).
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HAHAHA! At least with a 6 yr old kid you can just look at everyone, shrug your shoulders and go “heh… they pick up the craziest things at school!” (by the way, I’m now BusyDadBlog on Twitter my old ID died).
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My grandmother can be like that sometimes, too. Only then she’ll feel guilty for having an opinion and notsay anything else all day.
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My grandmother can be like that sometimes, too. Only then she’ll feel guilty for having an opinion and notsay anything else all day.
Last blog post from Elwood – The thing is, Bob, it’s not that I’m lazy, it’s that I just don’t care.
Before demensia really set in, my grandmother on my mom’s side was an amazing photographer. And she was never afraid of anything. Once she walked up to a really rough looking dude on a Harley outside of a bar. The guy had a boa constrictor wrapped around him. She (my tiny, has-never-weighed-more-than-90-pounds-in-her-whole-life-and-stands-barely-five-feet-tall grandmother) walkes up to the guy and poliely asks if she can take his picture and then begins to snap away before ever waiting to hear his answer. I think he thought it was great. If I’d tried it, I would have gotten pummled.
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Before demensia really set in, my grandmother on my mom’s side was an amazing photographer. And she was never afraid of anything. Once she walked up to a really rough looking dude on a Harley outside of a bar. The guy had a boa constrictor wrapped around him. She (my tiny, has-never-weighed-more-than-90-pounds-in-her-whole-life-and-stands-barely-five-feet-tall grandmother) walkes up to the guy and poliely asks if she can take his picture and then begins to snap away before ever waiting to hear his answer. I think he thought it was great. If I’d tried it, I would have gotten pummled.
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So I’m wondering when the official age is that I can start acting like that and get away with it…
So I’m wondering when the official age is that I can start acting like that and get away with it…
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