I love my grandma. She is so quirky, and she isn’t like one of those cliche grandmas that always try to feed you cookies and knit you ugly sweaters.
She is a healthy nut, actually. When we go over for dinner, we have whole wheat bread, veggies, and lean meats. She doesn’t like to give us junk, and she will always lecture us about eating healthy. She goes on long walks everyday, works in her garden all the time, and joins a few local clubs to keep herself busy. I never walk into her house to find her watching TV or sleeping all day. She keeps herself busy with art projects, home improvement projects, or spending time with her friends. She may be old, but I don’t think she’ll ever be elderly.
That being said, I do have to admit that there is one other humorous way in which she deviates from the standard grandma image: she has quite the potty mouth.
I’ll never forget the first time I heard her cuss. She was driving me, my siblings, and my cousin to a local museum for a fun Saturday. We were in a parking lot, and she was trying to find a spot. She was working her way towards an open one when another car cut her off. Then, as calmly as ever, she says, “Get out of the way, f*****”
You could practically hear the shock and awe coming from all the kids in the car. We were silent for about the space of a heartbeat, and then we all busted out laughing hysterically. It was just so epic to hear that vulgar word come from my sweet, little grandma. We still make fun of her for that day.
I think it’s so funny to hear her cuss, even now that I’m an adult. It just goes against the common image of a grandma. She is still one of the sweetest people I know. I love her and all her quirks… potty mouth and all!