THINKING ABOUT MY GRANNY SARAH TODAY ....SHE ALWAYS MADE ME SMILE WITH HER ANTICS ...let me share a little about my moms mom ...my granny sarah ...she was a little women but mighty , she had reddish hair that matched her personality , eyes that had meaning behind them and a infectious smile and giggle that would make you feel incrediably happy ....she loved to make you laugh , and scare the b-jesus out of ya and then giggle her ass of ...she loved to go dancing and drink her lemon gin while slipping a couple of heart pills under her napkin she was good to go ...after last call she would ask my dad to go get her a drink ...and dad would run up and grab it for her ...this is where it got difficult ...she would slip her last drink into her party purse ..she was ready for home ...lmao ..on arrival not a drop spilled she would sip on her drink and say how wonderful of a night it was ...dad would get out his gauter and sing her her favorite song "Crystal Chandaler" ....it was her night and she loved it ... she lived in a small white and rid trim house in Ricersdale , the boonies ...her phone was a wind up , when she heard the ring she would listen for hers ..one long then short ...most times it wasnt hers but she would lift it up and listen ...snickering as she listened ..then gently put it back ..then she would say oh my and talk about what was said ...maybe a wrong thing to do but back then it was like a FB app everyone talked freely and didnt realize how many were listening ...but she knew all the gossip and when someone needed help and she be the first to reach out and do so .... every summer her yard would fill with family and friends , lots to eat and games for us little ones ...music was always a big part of our family , everyone that came would play , right down to the spoons ..oh how i loved to hear the music ..even her cousin would play the bag pipes and she would stand there in her scotish pride ..smiling ...she was proud and honored to have him play in her yard .... she would tell us scarey stories then wait till we all got settled in our beds and when the time was right ...she would come and bacg on walss and growl like a bear with her fur couat over herself ....lol ..we would scream and she laugh ...so many differnt things she pulled on us ...she diffently kept us on our toes ...lol she never swore ..but she often asked us to go get her some faggets , we would giggle and laugh and say granny said fagget ..she didnt get it ..she would say stop your giggling and go get me some faggets ..we would laugh more ...finally mom had to tell her that the term fagget ment something else ...she wanted us to go pick small sticks up for to start the fire ...lmao ...we had no clue to this so to us as kids GRANNY WAS SWEARING ....it was funny ... so much more but i will end it at this ....lol ...god I miss her
Posted on: Fri, 06 Sep 2013 14:41:10 +0000
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