Sunday, February 14, 2010

A Love Story


My grandparents were married for 62 years. Wow!!! How’d they do that? Well they fought everyday of those 62 years that’s how. They yelled. They screamed. And my grandmother tried to scare my grandfather to death. Ahhhh...sweet love!!!

You see my Poppaw wasn’t in the best of health. He had emphysema and he had episodes commonly referred to as mini strokes. When he had mini strokes he would get confused and do unusual things…say weird things, pee in the kitchen floor, curse, etc. He couldn’t help it and he certainly wouldn’t have done anything like that normally.

My Mommaw had the patience of a week old baby. She would get furious at him when he had these episodes. Yeah that makes a lot of sense!!!! So she finally hatched a plan.

One night during one of his episodes she put on a coat and wrapped a scarf around her head. She sneaked out the back door and burst through the front door, into the living room where Poppaw was sitting with all intents and purposes of scaring him. Oh I forgot one little thing…she was toting a shotgun!!!

Yes, she had burst into the house, in a disguise, carrying a shotgun. Not only did she do this but she told her children. Some might say she was emotionally unstable but I think she was just mean.

This story puts The Notebook to shame. That was all fantasy…this shit is real.

Sixty two years! How did he stand it. He loved her...

Thank God I’m single!!!!

Chick out...
Oh and Happy Valentine’s Day!!!