Um, I'm not old enough to be a full grandma. Oh well, I guess that's life. When I picture a grandma I remember Grandma Flynn, and how she was a little round thing that baked cookies, didn't work and well, I'm not sure what she did with her time when I wasn't around. She was a cute little thing- round as a watermelon, and gray as a rock. Always had an apron on, and fresh baked cookies in the cookie jar. Well, that's not me. Breaking a paradigm here. I was up on a 6 foot ladder finishing drywall not more than a half hour ago. And I was jamming to AC/DC. Somehow that image just doesn't fit with my picture of a grandma. Oh well, I guess Autumn will learn to love me as I am, and not as I "should" be. Instead of cookies it will be frappacinos from Starbucks. Instead of playing the piano we'll be painting anything and everything. Instead of only seeing her at holidays we'll be hanging all the time. Instead of Glenn Miller- who I love btw, it will be anything from AC/DC to Casting Crowns or the Boston Pops, and everything in between, well except rap- haven't ever developed a fondness for that.
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