A Note from Gramsters
My grandma has an infiniety for writing me notes. These notes are often mundane and consist of things like “Hey. I’m doing laundry.” or “I went out with Aunt Joan” or sometimes it’s just scrawl that is in some sort of old people language. These notes are her way of trying to always let me know where she is which is like one of two places (up stairs, down stairs). Since she likes to avalanche me with all of her position updates (if she knew what Twitter was it would be so much easier) she always wants to know where I am.
Every morning it’s the same ol’ stuff. “Where are you going?” “When do you work?” “Where do you work?” “Can you take me to the Doctor’s?” and I’m like “Hey, I’m doing the same thing I do everyday. Smell yas.” And she’s like “Don’t work too hard.”
It’s maddening but she is just worrisome like that. Anyways, the other day I just left while she was still asleep and came home at 6 pm to find a crazy note. Let me transcribe it for you:
Dan,
Meat Loaf.
In the Ref. It bakes 1 1/4 hr at 350 degrees.
If I am not up.
-Grama
You can have rice with it.
-Gram
P.S. I don’t know where you went. You went to work?
(over)
Please put the ironing board away.
Excuse the writing.
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adorable.
in that slightly crazy but awesome way.