Storm of Thoughts

Happy Birthday, Grandma!

91 years young.

If you haven’t seen my grandma in action, be sure to take a look at my Grandma “Guest Post.”

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Family Flashback Friday: Grandma “Guest Post” (or “This Place Sucks”)

I call this series The Diary of “Frank” Anne.

My grandma is an interesting character. We love her, we do. But since they see her on a daily basis, she tends to make my parents’ lives…well, difficult.

A lot of that probably has to do with her personality. She’s not the most positive person you’ll ever meet. But she does have her opinions, and she’s not afraid to let you know what they are, right or wrong. You might, in fact, call her frank. Some of that simply comes with the package. As far back as I can remember, she’s always been more than willing to speak up.

This sometimes comes in handy. Like when, after she spent $20 at the carnival game designed specifically to cheat you out of your money, her 8-year-old granddaughter has only won the tiniest, most insignificant of all cheap carnival prizes. “What about that big one?” she demands. Eventually, after she wears him down over the course of 20 minutes or so (and in the process prevents anyone else from coming anywhere near the stand to try their hand at the game) the carnival worker agrees to swap your cheap prize for the highly-coveted, bigger-than-an-8-year-old stuffed animal. But that’s not good enough for her. And so, ten minutes later, you walk away with both prizes.

Yes, some of it has certainly always been there. But, then again, some of it probably has to do with her age. At 90, she likely doesn’t feel a need to hold back. What does she care what you think? She doesn’t, whether she’s complaining about the favor you tried to do for her, arguing with a doctor, or telling you to (please) get your camera out of her face.

See for yourself.

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