anything for Gram
See this Gram o' mine?
I know she looks pretty harmless in this picture, but she's hot stuff and we'd all do anything for her, and we get in all kinds of (wonderful) predicaments because of her. You see, Gram caught the travel bug about 10 years ago. She wanted to go to Scotland and needed some travel partners, so my extended family packed up and trekked off with her. And that's when the travel bug bit me.
She manages to get us to go far and wide, and even to some destinations closer to home. See the picture above? That's at a casino. If you know me, you might know how unlikely I am to spend an evening at a casino. But Gram? Gram lurves the casino, so off we went because, you know, we'd do anything for Gram. Yes, I did some knitting there. Yes, I have to admit it was fun. (BTW, does anybody notice the similarity to another photo? Gram was the mastermind behind that excellent trip too.) Portugal for Christmas the year after my dad died? Yup, Gram jumped on that one too. She didn't go to Italy with us in 2004, but she did that and more with her AARP group that year.
So anyway, half a year ago, Gram had just gotten home from a tour of Russia and the Baltic states. I called to hear about her trip and ask if she wanted to come to Greece with us. "Oh no, honey, I'm getting too old for trips like this. I think I'm done with the big trips." Yeah, right. Less than half an hour later, she wanted to know how much the deposit on the trip was, and we all know where that led.
Okay, so we're relaxing at a cafe on Santorini and she pulls this little maneuver: "Greece sure is nice, but you know where I've always wanted to go? Hawaii. I've never been there and now I'm getting old, so I don't think I'll make it before I die." And then she smiles because, you know, with prosthetic knees and a triple bypass, she didn't think she'd be able to get to the Acropolis either.
Ha ha ha. We're on it Gram. Locked and loaded, Feb. 2008. Because you want to go and we're selfless like that. :-)
And since I know you're all wondering, 87.
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So anyway, half a year ago, Gram had just gotten home from a tour of Russia and the Baltic states. I called to hear about her trip and ask if she wanted to come to Greece with us. "Oh no, honey, I'm getting too old for trips like this. I think I'm done with the big trips." Yeah, right. Less than half an hour later, she wanted to know how much the deposit on the trip was, and we all know where that led.
Okay, so we're relaxing at a cafe on Santorini and she pulls this little maneuver: "Greece sure is nice, but you know where I've always wanted to go? Hawaii. I've never been there and now I'm getting old, so I don't think I'll make it before I die." And then she smiles because, you know, with prosthetic knees and a triple bypass, she didn't think she'd be able to get to the Acropolis either.
And since I know you're all wondering, 87.
p.s. Don't forget to enter our contest below!
posted by livnletlrn at 6:58 AM
1 Comments:
what nice grandchildren you are! I sure do miss my own gram. ~sniff~ I like how she guilted you with all that "before i die, i'd like to see Hawaii" bit, lol!
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