Monday, July 11, 2011
Grammas Can Be A Hoot!
Grandma never remembered that I had visited her often, so she reminded me where she lived.
"You come-a da front door of da apartmenta. I'm inna apartmenta 301. There issa bigga panel at da fronta door. Witha you elbow, pusha da button 301. I willa buzza you in."
"Come-a inside, da elevator issa on da right. Getta in, an witha you elbow, pusha 3."
"When-a you getta out, I'm-a on-a da left. Witha you elbow, hit-a my bell."
"Grandma," I said, "That sounds easy, but why am I hitting all these buttons with my elbow?"
"What!, you come-a witha you hands empty?"