Last Wednesday I dropped “Z” & my niece, I’ll call her “E”, off with my parents. They spent till Friday at my parents house then drove down to Massachusetts Friday afternoon to visit with my Great Grandmother, add one more Great to that for the kids.
I am guessing my Dad dropped my Mom & the kid’s off then went to his best friend’s house for the night. He doesn’t really care to hang out with a 90 something year old lady & she doesn’t really care to hang out with him either! I mean they like each other but, what do you talk about?
They all went out to dinner & then they went back to Great Grama G’s house, hung out and chatted. It was around 10 pm & Z decides to go & lay down on the couch. E is on the phone with her mom & goes into the living room to see if Z wanted to talk to her mom. He didn’t..doesn’t surprise me at all!! E was getting ready to go back to the bedroom & then it happened!
Great Grama G decided it was time for bed as well and forgot that she had company. E was leaving the living room while Grama G was coming out of the bathroom and Grama G came our without a shirt on.
Worse than that my niece who is now screeching, squeeling & laughing hysterically says, “OMG Auntie, she didn’t have a shirt on or a BRA! Can you believe it, NO BRA! I have never seen anything like it before in my whole entire life!! (Her whole 13 years) She was walking all hunched over & her boobies, her boobies were hanging and swinging. I swear they had to of hung down to her waist. (she is now walking like Grama G) It was soooo terrible. I didn't know what to do, so I ran back to the living room & tried to wake Z up, but he just yelled at me to leave him alone. I wanted him to see it!! Plus she goes to the bathroom with the door wide open. Did she forget we were there?? I never ever want to see anything like that again!!”
Whew..LOL.......Now imagine a 13 year old girl telling you this! All the red is every word she said loud and dramatic.
So I tried to explain that she was 90 something years old and has lived alone for over 20 years. You get into habits that you just don’t think about anymore. Plus at 90 your mind isn’t all there. She didn’t quite get it.
All I can say is... thank goodness Z didn’t get up! Talk about being traumatized!!
If you have any of those embarrassing childhood stories, please do share
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