Saturday, August 11, 2018
Memories of grandma consist sleeping over her house, nicole, melissa, and myself laying on her bed while Grandma rocked in her rocking chair and we all watch Mrs. Doubtfire. Then she rally us into her old black car and we go to Friendlys and eat breakfast there because Grandma was a Friendlys enthusiast.
One of mine is making shrimp pasta that consisted of 5% shrimp, 5% pasta, and 90% mayonnaise. I go over after school and if I made one mistake she knock me out of the way and she cook the whole thing , while resting on her arms on the countertop and she give you a sideways look and then smile cause she was so daym happy that someone was with her.
The best memory all three of us enjoy the most is whenever people visited. We called it Hotel Del Grandma, Chelsey always had piles of clothes all in Uncle Michaels room, Aunt Angie always have pots and pans all over the kitchen, Dennis be reading another textbook for fun somewhere in the house, Bradley and Brandon be outside playing ball or talking with their father, bottles of wine would be open all over the house, we have sand all over the bathroom after a day at the beach, and we be deciding which pizzeria we order for the 5th night in a row of ordering pizza. Then as the sun be setting and we all be eating pizza, we all be sitting in the living room, either on couches, on the floor, on armrests, on chairs, or on laps, and began storytime. Grandma would share a story or add In her input, but most of the time she be looking on over the family that she started and has grown, and the best moment of the whole night would be to catch a glimpse of Grandma, smiling that big smile with her blue eyes shining as she sips her Chardonnay.
-Jacquelyn, Nicole, Melissa
