Sorry to disappoint those of you who are eagerly reading this for my opinions on the malty chocolate treats. Today I'm talking about fibs, lies, stories,...whoppers. Or at least, those that will come in a few days.
Let me explain...my grandmother is visiting us. She came down with my father yesterday and has spent the night. Grandma is quite the whopper-generator. She doesn't let facts get in the way of a good story. For example, last time she visited us, for weeks after she left she was telling everyone that Jeff eats 6 eggs and a pound of bacon for breakfast...EVERY DAY. Now, I'm the first to admit that Jeff is not a small man. But he eats a bowl of cereal for breakfast. We didn't have eggs ONCE while she was visiting. So you get the idea about the whopper-generator.
Well, we have moved since Grandma's last visit. We now live in a beautiful 4 bedroom home. With vaulted ceilings. And a bar. Very nice. But Grandma couldn't stop saying how it was "the nicest home she'd been in in years". Hmmmm...this sounds like a HUGE whopper just waiting to happen. And she loved our big screen tv. I can hear it now "Giselle lives in a mansion, has a swimming pool in her master bathroom, and a tv the size of a movie screen!" I just hope the stories get back to me!
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Grandma is unpredictable! :) You have to love her, and take the stories in stride. On Thursday she talked a lot about how she got to talk to Lindsey on the phone, and how impressed she was that Lindsey marches 3 times a day. --you and I know from band experiences and such that Lindsey is probably doing harder things than marching.
anyhow... she came back and she talked a lot about how you guys saw the horse museum... I got a little confused, but at first we couldn't tell if you had seen a race or not. :) No mansion stories, just that she liked your house.
Do you really have a pool in your master bath? We are SO coming to visit you! --Kate
Forget the pool. I want to see that TV! --Greg
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