Friday, March 27, 2009

GNO and The Disappearing Two Hours

Once a month some of the ladies in my church get together for a Girl's Night Out.
Last night we went to Boston's for some incredible food.
It was a lot of fun, but the highlight of the night was right after that.
Boston's is right by my grandparent's neighborhood.

I left the GNO a little earlier, and rushed over to their house.
I got there, and the house was dark, except for a solitary light, shining from one of the windows. Since it was late, I was a little hesitant to knock on their, door, but I did anyways, and when the door opened I was greeted by the smell of so many memories and the arms of my dear sweet grandmother.

Grandma was a little surprised to see me so late, but she happily invited me in, and I followed her into her sitting room.
I love that she has a sitting room!
How many people do you know with a sitting room?

We sat in her beautiful antique chairs and visited about everything.
We talked about our ancestry, family, life,the universe, and everything after. (Douglas Adams book, I highly recommend it if you want to bust a gut laughing)
It was such a delightful evening.
I almost wish I had skipped the GNO and just gone over to my grandmother's house from the get go.

Eventually I realized it was getting late, so I got up to leave, but had to go hug my grandfather first.

He had been doing taxes and didn't realize that I was there.
I went in to their Tax room (how many people do you know who have a tax room? Okay, they don't either but that would be kind of neat and excessive, wouldn't it?) and visited with him for a little while too.

I eventually looked at the clock hanging on their wall, and when the menacing face of the clock was taunting me with "It's 10:30, it's 10:30, it's...." I decided I had better go home.

I had no idea that I had been there for two hours.

It seemed as if only thirty minutes had passed.

I love visiting my grandmother.

I think I should have been born when she was, and if we had grown up together we would have been best friends.

We talked for quite a while about the great hats and gloves and dresses from when she was a young mother.
We both agreed that the world was a much better place when people wore hats.
Men and women alike.

So, if anyone knows a good place to buy cute hats, let me know, because even if I have to do it alone, I am going to bring back hats, and by so doing, improve the world. we. live. in.

I invite all my wonderful friends and stalkers to join with me.

Together we may not be able to cure cancer, but we can change the world!
Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Sorry about the lack of pictures. I realized just this morning that I don't have any pictures of my grandparents. That is something I am going to remedy very soon.

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2 comments:

mub said...

The world WOULD be a better place if everyone wore hats! I was going to wear a vintage style hat at my wedding, but I didn't get it made in time. Vogue has some great patterns if you're inclined to sewing... or bribing friends to make them hahaha

Em said...

love when time flies by;-)