One of my sisters and I were recently discussing things that you don't keep around on a regular basis, but once in awhile… you have a great craving for it… whether you go out and buy it and let the taste bring you back, or just want to lay eyes on it again for a moment.
Why? Because it was in Grandma's house.
In one Grandma's house it was Cool Whip, and funky artifacts from all over the world. A collage made entirely of snakeskin, a metal depiction of Kali, the big yo-yo knockers that hung on the door knob. And always… Grandma.
In another Grandma's house, it's the furniture that was handmade in Vienna during the 1940's, Spritz Cookies & Honey Milk, and the way she could roll her eyes (multiple multiple circles).
In the OTHER Grandma's house (yes, I had/have 3… the benefits of being a stepchild 8•D), the JuicyFruit gum in the kitchen drawer, the comforter that was almost threadbare, but you curled up under it while you watched tv, and the overcooked broccoli.
Why? Because it was in Grandma's house.
In one Grandma's house it was Cool Whip, and funky artifacts from all over the world. A collage made entirely of snakeskin, a metal depiction of Kali, the big yo-yo knockers that hung on the door knob. And always… Grandma.
In another Grandma's house, it's the furniture that was handmade in Vienna during the 1940's, Spritz Cookies & Honey Milk, and the way she could roll her eyes (multiple multiple circles).
In the OTHER Grandma's house (yes, I had/have 3… the benefits of being a stepchild 8•D), the JuicyFruit gum in the kitchen drawer, the comforter that was almost threadbare, but you curled up under it while you watched tv, and the overcooked broccoli.
What was in your Grandma's house?