i'm a crazy woman

in a delirious state of mind, i decided that it would be FUN to plan spur-of-the-moment vacations for two different grandmas.

added bonus: i also get to go on these vacations, but... (if i were one of those annoying people who use "emoticons"--the very word makes me shudder-- i would here insert one of those smiley-faces that isn't a smiley-face, but it's not a frowny-face either, you know, like the one that makes you say to yourself, "meh.")... anyways.

try this: frantic, middle-of-the-night phone calls regarding last-minute (and usually very minor) details from TWO grandmas. also, planning demands that exceed my wildest nightmares, such as, "so, what are we going to have to eat on next thursday in the morning?" oh yeah, also from TWO grandmas.

we are currently in the san juan islands (one of my favorite places on earth), on "granny vacation #1." really, we have somehow acquired someone else's grandma, too, so this trip could technically be "granny vacations #1 & 2, " with "granny vacation #3" yet to come. with "the grannies" comes pounds of lipstick, yards of nylons, and daily schedules, but also good wine, good laughs, "good ol' days" stories, and sing-alongs.

i truly love my grannies (and someone else's granny that we adopted this week). i am one of the few people i know who have reached adulthood with all grannies (and grandpas) still intact. now i have my husband's grandma, too, and our "new" grandma.*

love you grandma!

*our "new" grandma has become extremely possessive of us, to the point of viciousness. today i loaned my guitar to another girl at the park, and New Granny was livid that "she just TOOK your guitar!!"
me: no, i lent it to her. she asked first.
New Granny: that's just not right. look how she's playing it!
me: it's ok, she's playing more gently on it than my husband does.
NG: look! she's letting her friend TOUCH it!!!!
me: it's fine, i'm keeping an eye on them.
NG: i'm going to go have a talk with them, you're being too nice. HEY!
me: sigh.
NG: no, i'll just go get your husband and HE'LL get it back.
me: it's a cheap guitar, and tuning it is just fine with me.
NG: Barb! Barb! those people TOOK her guitar, and look what they're DOING to it!
me: really, it's alright. i loaned it to them and they're only 10 feet from us.

it was too late; barb was already on her way over to "rescue" my guitar from the "destroyer" who had finished tuning and was cautiously plucking it. ah, you can't have too many grannies.