How To Lose Your Grandmother

I hope everyone has recovered from the turkey comas and have found their way out of their stretchy pants and enjoyed the chaotic day of Black Friday!

I decided I would be like all the crazy people on Black Friday and go shopping in the wee hours of the morning with my dad. First off, I am not a morning person. Secondly, I am not a morning person. So the odds of me being cheery at 5 AM are VERY unlikely! We find our way out to Sam's Club (the least crowded place) and made it through with flying colors. We were in and out in 25 minutes! Luckily, no one was hurt in the making of Black Friday......in the early hours.

Which leads me into round 2 with my grandmother! I am not as grumpy at 9:30AM, but I am still pretty tired. I took Grammie to pick up some things around town and then headed to Super Wal-Mart. My Grammie is a spirited 89 year old woman with Fighting Irish blood! Unfortunately, I have the same blood running through my veins and my temper can flare. As we walked into Wal-Mart, she heads off to the food section and I ran back to find her some window cleaner. She "tells" me she will stay in that section. Well, that should have been a red flag waving in the air! Ten minutes later....no Grammie in sight. I walk through every aisle twice...NO GRAMMIE. I speed walk to the clothing area, medicine area, Christmas area, Electronics..no Grammie. I made my way back to the food section 5 times! The thoughts running through my head were "how can I lose a lady carrying an oxygen tank," "I don't hear sirens, so I hope she's not hurt," and "How am I going to explain losing my grandmother to my mom. She will NOT be happy." As I am making my way to Customer Service to see if she is there (hopefully not hurt) I spot her chatting away at the check-out counter. I was relieved that I wasn't going to have to have Wal-Mart announce " Would Grammie meet her granddaughter at check-out counter 4."

As I reach her, I found myself giving her a lecture my mom would have given me. "Where in the world have you been? I leave you for a few minutes and then you vanish! I have been looking everywhere for you!" When did I become my mother? All I get out of my grandmother is a chuckle and "I never left the food aisle." Since I am smart and wise for my age, I left it at that!

Sitting here writing this entry makes me think of the song, "Grandma Got Ran Over By A Reindeer." Oh if it were that simple! HEY NOW! Just kidding. I love my Grammie very much and even though she might have given me a heartache at a young age, I still enjoy the time I get to spend with her. Like my brother put it..."It's like Driving Miss Daisy!"