My grandma came to visit for a few hours last night. By far, the grandma I am the closest to. When I was little, she bought me the first Barbie when mom said I couldn't have one (and not just ONE Barbie, but a Ken, too, so they could properly 'do it'). She is hip and funny. She is constantly messing up words ("HDW, would you look at all this graphite? I mean, really!" - she meant, "graffiti").

One of the funniest things (or grossest) about my mom's side of the family is that they insist on talking to you while they are (as they say) "on the pot". They'll be doing their business and want you to come in and talk. Therefore, you have no privacy if you are in the bathroom. I once locked the door and she was horrified. So, personal space just isn't really thought of much with this side of the family.

Last night, I had introduced my grandma to our neighbor and his family. My grandma immediately turned on the charm, and reported to me later that he was "such a handsome man". She told me HDH is VERY good looking, and not to get her wrong, but they were "somewhat related". So, if she was going to do any "looky-looky", it would be to our neighbor.

Before she left last night, she changed her clothes - not in the bathroom or bedroom - but right smack in the middle of the dining room, facing their house, with all the windows open. And funny thing is, it had nothing to do with her little crush. She really just was doing what she always does ... just being grandma.