I am definitely blaming the inability to recognize me on the bangs and new glasses. Yesterday was 2bit's bridal shower and I rode with Jo; 2bit with Mom and Grandma. So once I got to the shower, I started to take pictures of Jo and her sisters. Then I went into the other room to say "hello." My mom had to do a double-take to recognize me. BUT when I walked over to Grandma to give her a hug, she stuck her hand out like she didn't know who I was. Once she realized who I was, bless her heart, she started to cry. Once she regained her composure, she regained her "Grandma composure." Let's just say we don't call her "Grandma hoof-in-mouth" for nothing. The next phrase to come out of her mouth was "Have you put on weight?" Now that coming out of my grandmother's mouth one time is fine; twice would be forgivable. Three times would be the edge of alzheimer's or meanness. Well, let me just say she commented both to me and to others 5 times. 5 TIMES!!!! I mean, my ego can only be shattered so very quickly and repeatedly. First, was her question to me. Then to a lovely lady at the shower: "I think she's put on a few pounds don't you?" Then after dinner (in succession):
Gma-hoof: You're putting on weight like your daddy.
Me: Yes, ma'am
Gma-hoof: You have put on a few pounds haven't you?
Me: yes, ma'am
Gma-hoof: You do weigh more than you did at your wedding, right?
Me: yes, ma'am
The sad part is that I was prepared for the hair, prepared for the glasses, but not to have my BMI taken into account by an 89-year-old woman who thinks party mix is a healthy dinner. So once I got over myself (read as: stopped crying) and realized that my clothes still fit and I was happy and healthy, able to climb stairs, walk distances and carry heavy stuff, I was fine. Oh, and I did damage control after the shower to make sure she hadn't offended any hostesses. Tomorrow I get to take her shoe shopping....in public...won't that be fun? More stories to come, I'm sure
peace, love, & health
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