I saw on Face Book that a group of mothers signed a petition to ask one of their friends to dry up about the daily/hourly achievements of her infant daughter. Well, if you think mothers are bad, you should just get caught by grandmothers!  I want to tell them to knock it off.  They ain’t seen nothing until they have great-grandchildren.  I make great effort to not strut like a courting peacock with its brilliant iridescent colors of blue, green, teal, indigo, and purple.  But my mind flits into that mode that contains my precious third-generation babies.   So I timidly say, “Did I tell you about my four-year old Annie?”  I notice my friends turn slightly green (I’m sure it is caused by envy) and they say something about going to an important meeting.  Like when I was talking to Susie, and she said. “I’d love to hear but I have an important meeting in 15 minutes.”  I said, “This won’t take that long.”  And sure enough, it didn’t.  I got through and left her with a full two minutes to get on down the block to the doctor’s office.  Her face was rather red; I hope the doctor could diagnose the cause for her.  She sometimes breaks out into an “orange-y” colored rash.  She really needs help.  Now, back to Annie.  You should see her all dressed up in her violet skirt with pink top.  Yellow beads wouldn’t fit with that outfit on just anybody.  But Annie can pull it off with great flair as she waves her red, white, and blue “American Flag.” She says American Flag just like this—aMer’ican flag.  It’s so cute the way she says it.  And she knows the Pledge and, did I tell you the way she says “allegiance” and “republic” ….  Well, if that’s not something!  Sally just  turned around and walked away.  Sometimes she is just as rude as Susie.  But she must have just been green with envy.  She’ll hardly ever stay until I finish talking…..Someone should warn her about Jealousy, the Green-Eyed Monster; it can certainly stress a person out.  Wait!  Hang around a bit.  I have eight great-granddaughters.  Let me tell you about……Oh, you don’t have time either, huh?


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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