proof that i am a grandma in disguise:
The list goes on and on and on.
- I knit/crochet.
- I love to bake.
- I am currently in possession of a cane and a mumu.
- I have a not-so-hidden obsession with peanut butter. (pretty sure they used to feed it to old people back in the day if they couldn’t chew)
- I absolutely cannot wait to get my power chair, deck it out with an American flag and drive that baby to the Grand Canyon.
- I’m a wino.
- I like cats.
- I have an awful, awful, awful memory.
- I have been known to go to bed as early as 8 p.m. Sometimes earlier.
- I have bad joints on my right side.
- I can’t say that I would mind retiring to Florida and living next to the beach.
Yes Everything except the bedtime. Oh, and Florida… no thankz. Does my crutch from when I played Tiny Tim count as a cane? It’s that height…
