My Grandma called me tonight, she was worried about everyone because of the poor road conditions. We just had a huge storm over the weekend and she knew we would all have to travel the roads to and from work today. She just wanted to make sure that everyone made it home safely. You have to love Grandmas for that, just like Moms!
I am going to tell you a secret but shhh, don’t tell anyone I told you. My Grandma asked me jokingly not to tell anyone that we talked for an hour. ha ha ha, You see the ongoing joke with Grandma is this: do you have a minute I want to talk to you for an hour. All joking aside though, I really enjoy those conversations. She always shares stories from when she was growing up or when we were growing up and relates them back to my own children. We could talk for hours and sometimes do. Tonight of course the conversation turned to the winter road conditions and how much snow there was to shovel. This led to a story about how she used to bug my Grandpa about taking the keys out of their snowblower during the summer as there was no need to leave them in. Of course his response was that they needed to stay in and there was no harm in doing so. Well as the years passed by my Grandpa was not able to do the walks anymore and so my Grandma was to take over. Now in charge she could remove the keys during the summer. Of course winter came along, as it does every year, and the first big snowfall arrives. Grandma bundles up and heads out to the frigid cold to fire up the trusty snowblower and rrr rrrr rrr poof, rrr rrr rrr poof nothing. After a few tries in the house she goes and has a “discussion” with my Grandpa on whether or not she choked it out, she tells him she is just warming up as it is cold out and she would give it another shot after she warmed up… Then it dawns on her that there are no keys in the snowblower! She quietly goes outside and puts the key in and presses the start button and vrrrooom off she goes, thumbs up to my Grandpa who is watching from the window to let him know she did it!
Next thing Grandma tells me is that I should look out the window and nod to the moon who is lying down, she tells me it is a sign of holding moisture and that would be a good thing for a few days as we are running out of places to put our snow =)
I love the conversations with my Grandma and I am not going to keep it a secret that we talked for an hour. In fact I am proud to have the opportunity to talk to her for that long, I just wish I could do it more often.