Converstations with Granny Part 1

Wow!  2 days in a row! 

My mother is a lovely little 72 y/o woman.  Soft spoken, God fearing, southern lady, who has a tendency to say some crazy shit.   I've decided to share with you, on an ongoing basis, what I like to call.... Conversations with Granny.  (we ALL started calling her Granny after the first grandchild was born - have no idea why)... kinda like Postcards from Yo Momma, but yeah, not cause this is MY mama not YO mama


This is an email I recieved from her several weeks ago after I inquired about a Sunday School luncheon she went to....

"Yes, sat by an old woman and her son "the psycitricist" (sp)  I had wondered for a long time who they were.  She is real old on a walker he has a practice in New Orleans and flys up here every weekend to be with her.  He was entertainging. Of questionable gender.  But oh my "good looking".  Just like most of "them"...."  

I spoke with her yesterday discussing the slaw she just made...

Granny:  I just got through with the marinated slaw - it makes me feel like Christmas!
Me: What the hell?  Slaw makes you feel like Christmas?
Granny:  Yeah, it's green, red, & white. You know, Christmas.
Me:  I'm so going to post that
Granny: What does that mean?
Me: oh, nothing

I'm confident that I'll be able to make this a regular feature to share with the two people who read this blog masses.


have a Happy Thanksgiving!