Grandparents

Update: MY GRANDMOTHER HAS LOST HER SHIT ALL OVER FACEBOOK. 

Posted on my wall: Happy Birthday to the boy. Happy Birthday to the boy. Happy Birthday dear the boy! Happy Birthday to you!

Erratic: You are supposed to post this on his wall, silly.

Yeah I know I didn't have his then figured out if I clicked on his on yours viola. Honestly I surprise myself with my brilliance! luvm.

All comes to he who waits patiently in the sidelines!

Try a vitamin (health food store) for the honey. luvum.

The very last comment was in reference to a completely different post. Also, terrible advice based on that post.

On another grand-parent related note, Papa and the boy have the same birthday. So, tonight I picked him up from the retirement home and took him to dinner. He had one margarita and was pretty tipsy. He was cracking me up. I laughed through our entire dinner. It was the first time in a long time that I have been able to keep him away from sad stories and just laughing and having fun. 

But, I still tipped the waiter 30%. How do you teach and 87 year old man that whistling at servers is rude? No, seriously? How? I would like suggestions.