I’m not a grandmother but I refer to myself as grandma all the time. I keep my sweater in our two cars at all times. You see, grandma needs her sweater to keep her arms warm when hubby needs cooler temperatures. Even though Bobby’s car has duel climate controls, I still get cold in the middle of summer. Grandma also needs her sweater with her when she enters restaurants and takes plane rides. Grandma’s needs her sweater pretty much wherever she goes and if she forgets in her old age, hubby will retrieve her sweater for her. By the time I become a grandma I’ll be used to the name for sure.

My hubby while cleaning the garage left the little comfy cozy rocking chair out there. While hubby is out working in his garage in the middle of summer or the dead of winter, grandma likes to join him by sitting in the little cozy rocking chair AKA grandma’s chair. She also likes to assist whenever needed and Bobby’s favorite words to me while I’m out ‘assisting’ rather keeping him company is to “be pretty”. That cozy rocking chair has much to be desired. It is old and stained, has grease all over it, but it is so comfy, cozy and rocks which is grandma’s favorite part. I know Bobby would like to get that chair out of his garage and when I asked Bobby about the chair I was sitting in, he said he would leave it in his garage just for me. He knows grandma likes comfort and enjoys being in his company so he is content to leave that ugly duckling of a chair in his garage just for me, that makes me smile.

I wish I could have known Bobby when he was a little boy, even though he’s 6 years older than me I know we would have been the best of pals. We often wonder what it would have been like to be best buddies all of our lives but we are thankful for what we have now together. He is my best buddy taking the best possible care of grandma. Thanks Darlin’.