My Favorite Crazy Old Lady
14 May 2011 1 Comment
This is the first in a series in which I write about “My Ridiculous Family”. Nearly everyone in my family is crazy in their own hilarious way. If you know me personally, this may come as a shock… I know. I may or may not use a little creative license in my description of them… So, Family, no yelling at me, “THAT’S NOT TRUE!” I know some of it isn’t true… It’s called “comedic license”.
On my last post, my firecracker of a grandmother commented:
“Should be cute. No swear words, please!”
BAHAHAHAHA! Fuck, shit & piss!
I was trying to think of her own cursing, but all I can think of her saying is “shit” or “damn it”. The woman has next to no filter yet she doesn’t curse all that much. She posts regular outbursts against everything from the Republican party to the government in general to dumbass criminals to people in our own family via The Black Hole of Thoughts aka Facebook. Cracks. My. Shit. UP! Usually, the worst she does is call them “twits” or “idiots” or maybe occasionally wishes death on them. It’s a wonder the Secret Service didn’t show up at her doorstep during George W. Bush’s presidency… She’s a very outspoken, flaming liberal Democrat… who knows everything… and is unafraid to tell anyone and everyone. She is my hero.
The town she’s from elected her to the village council. I don’t think they realized they were electing someone who would actually fight for what’s in the best interest of the town instead of just sit around enjoying the perks of the “Good Ol’ Boys Club” and vote with the majority. When I say “fight”, I mean FIGHT! She regularly gets into arguments with her fellow council members… who are, of course, male… I think sometimes she argues with them for the sake of arguing. I can see her huffing at the slightest thing she disagrees with… I must also mention… She has quite the flair for the dramatic (this glorious trait has been passed from her to my mother to me to Allie). I’m sure there are arms flailing, head shaking, and a lot of, “WELL!” in the course of giving these men the whatfor. I so badly want to venture down her way to witness one of these meetings firsthand, but I’ll settle for occasional newspaper clipping from my mother. Oh yes. NEWSPAPER. The meetings are always in the paper anyway, but Grandma’s name comes up regularly because of her disagreements with the 20-something year old puppet of a mayor. LOOOOOVE IT!
I have so much more to write about her… but we’ll save it for another day. Just wait until I tell you about how she talks about her neighbor…
btw…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRANDMA!
May 15, 2011 @ 17:35:08
Jess this is hilarious and I can tell you having witnessed your grandmother in action for something like 40 years now.. she is not one to be trifled with! She is a force to be reckoned with at town board meetings
She and I have this eye rolling contest going on at the meetings..:)