Old Maid

This Thanksgiving, I have made the journey to Aurora, Missouri to spend time with my grandmother. When someone is living in the mental health wing of a Nursing Home, I can assure you that there become many good stories to tell.

This morning, I was visiting with my grandmother in the nursing home, when one of her friends asked me if I was married. When I replied, "no," she followed with, "Well, how old are you? I am sure you have plenty of time." When I mentioned that I was only 27, Jewel was quick to respond - "Oh Shit, you are an old maid!" (In complete seriousness) Lucky for me, my grandmother jumped in and replied, "Well, her sister is not marred either." Thanks Grammie, you always know how to make me feel better!