The Best Part About Returning From Grandma's House
1. My own bed. My mom and I share a bed in the spare room which is ok, but it's also a pillowtop bed that I do not think is very comfortable and my feet hang off the end. I used to think I liked that feature when I had my twin bed, but then I bought a bed that I fit on and am now spoiled.
2. Good coffee with cream. My grandma has decaf instant coffee in her house. I had to drive to town both mornings to find myself some good coffee and attempt to avoid talking to people until I had said good coffee. My grandma tried to tell me that decaf is better for me and instant tastes the same. I just stared at her too shocked to respond. I tend to agree that going decaf is better for me. But instant coffee tasting the same???? That's pure crazy talk.
3. Temperature control in my house. Even though I don't have central air like my grandma, she didn't even have it on when we got there Saturday afternoon. Her house is always around 80 degrees. My mom and I crack a window in winter time and secret agent turn the thermostat down in the summertime (though mom took the first step of saying "I'm turning on the air!" as soon as we walked in the house). We turn it down to 72 (me) or 74 (mom) and the next time you walk by it's at 78 again. Grandma is sneaky even though you never saw her get up out of the chair.
4. The television isn't on all the time. It's always on (including the infomercial she watched when nothing else was on), but then she tries to have a conversation with me while it's on and I am completely entranced by the hypnotic powers of t.v. I hear maybe every fourth word, but soon realize I've still caught almost the entire conversation because she repeats herself.
5. I won a game of Scrabble against my grandmother. I am a college graduate with an English Literature degree. She went to school until the 8th grade when she stopped going to help on the farm. That woman can spell me under the table and I have no idea how the heck I even won. It's only happened one other time and I am certain I will tell everyone that I won a Scrabble game against my grandma and everyone will tell me they don't care. I am on a total Scrabble winning high. I may get a t-shirt made. She did help me out occasionally, but I helped her get rid of her last two tiles so we're even. I refuse to believe she helped me win.
2. Good coffee with cream. My grandma has decaf instant coffee in her house. I had to drive to town both mornings to find myself some good coffee and attempt to avoid talking to people until I had said good coffee. My grandma tried to tell me that decaf is better for me and instant tastes the same. I just stared at her too shocked to respond. I tend to agree that going decaf is better for me. But instant coffee tasting the same???? That's pure crazy talk.
3. Temperature control in my house. Even though I don't have central air like my grandma, she didn't even have it on when we got there Saturday afternoon. Her house is always around 80 degrees. My mom and I crack a window in winter time and secret agent turn the thermostat down in the summertime (though mom took the first step of saying "I'm turning on the air!" as soon as we walked in the house). We turn it down to 72 (me) or 74 (mom) and the next time you walk by it's at 78 again. Grandma is sneaky even though you never saw her get up out of the chair.
4. The television isn't on all the time. It's always on (including the infomercial she watched when nothing else was on), but then she tries to have a conversation with me while it's on and I am completely entranced by the hypnotic powers of t.v. I hear maybe every fourth word, but soon realize I've still caught almost the entire conversation because she repeats herself.
5. I won a game of Scrabble against my grandmother. I am a college graduate with an English Literature degree. She went to school until the 8th grade when she stopped going to help on the farm. That woman can spell me under the table and I have no idea how the heck I even won. It's only happened one other time and I am certain I will tell everyone that I won a Scrabble game against my grandma and everyone will tell me they don't care. I am on a total Scrabble winning high. I may get a t-shirt made. She did help me out occasionally, but I helped her get rid of her last two tiles so we're even. I refuse to believe she helped me win.
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