Granny Moments

Does the term "Granny Moments" mean anything to other people? It's something my family says at least once a day.. "Another granny moment". It stems from our granny who is self-proclaimed as "frisky", but setting into dementia. She does things regularly that are baffling, and we chalk it up to a granny moment.

So, there's that. I went to bed around 3am last night, but was up until about 6am catching up on my TiVo. At 7:30am, my mom calls. A call this early, even on a weekday, is suspect. So as I answer the phone, I'm having a mini-panic attack in my head.. We're having horrible storms at this time, hail, wind, flooding, blah blah. Perfect time to be in bed! So mom says, she needs a key to her house. It ends up, her oldest pug (my Maddie!) is old and senile herself, and she can't see or hear... so she gets stuck in the yard sometimes when she leaves the porch. Mom heard her crying, and she was cowered in the middle of the yard in the storm. So, mom gets up and goes and saves her.

Meanwhile, the new doors she had installed (wrong ones, and she threw a fit about them), self-lock when you close them. She kept saying "One day I'll lock myself out". It had to happen when my dad was out of town. She said she was out there since about 6am, but was waiting till later to call people. My husband returned their key a few months ago, so I told her to call my sister and let me know if she has one. Sister didn't, so mom wanted me to come pick her up. She is a smoker and has been out in the rain without smokes for a while, and asked me to stop and get her some on the way.

Too early, too stormy.. not enough sleep. I go in my PJ's.. no hair fix, no bra. The lady at the gas station cards me. Nothing new. Then, something in ordinary circumstances would have made me laugh, made me want to scream. She says, "This does not look like you". For crying out loud!!! I just sighed and stared at her. Driving 30 down 55 roads due to flooding, I get to mom's house.
I'm getting rained on, she's having her cigarette. I listen to how she hates the new doors. I brought my keys just in case I had one.. I don't know what my keys are anymore. So she tries it, eureka! My key unlocks the garage door.. oh wait, there's a deadbolt too. Oh, and with all new doors around the house, my key doesn't unlock anything else. Argh.

So then she was explaining how she can't get the screens off, but has an unlocked window. We go around back, I figure out how to get them off, but it might break it... they have 3 doors in the backyard, 2 regular ones, and 1 no one ever uses. I mentioned something about the 3rd unused door, and she goes "I forgot I have that door".. mind you it's only 10ft from the other door. Not hidden, it's on the porch too. Yahtzee. It's unlocked. She spent hours outside for nothin'. I woke up so early for nothin'.

Then she's afraid I'm going to tell the family how she had a "granny moment". She really hates that, even though when anyone else has one, it's funny. So I had to blog, about my mom's granny moment.

I got home, went back to sleep.. 2 hours later, she calls to tell me a joke. I go back to sleep, 3 hours later she calls to tell me it's hailing. I finally wake up then, and decide she must be lonely and bored with dad gone. So me and Russell offer to buy lunch and bring it over. She said no.. sheesssssh!

I just finished hanging the last of our new venetian blinds. Very pretty. The Market "Fresh"(mmhm) chicken club salad from Arby's is nasty.

I'm making dinner soon.. still sick, I feel like I can't breathe, every breath is a wheeze. I wonder if it's seasonal asthma.. I had that when I was a kid.