Happy Bday Dear Beloved Grandma!!

08-24-2009 Monday

For my gramma, I can do anything if it's something that will please her, so since it's her birthday today, I kept my cool towards my mom and acted like a lovable daughter who's so fond of her mother.

My gramma woke up early, like she always did and prepared some delicious food. She cooks heavenly food so the moment the smell of what she's cooking drifted in the air, I got up from my bed and followed the wonderful aroma coming from the kitchen. I greeted her a happy birthday and told her that I put the presents on her bed. She said thanks and busied herself in preparing the delicious food. Spaghetti, salad, breaded loaves and some fried rice. We planned to keep it simple, since we're a very small family, and we don't expect a lot of visitors. There's just Alex and my mom's new guy whose name is so damn common but I still forgot nonetheless.

Alex arrived in the afternoon, greeted my gramma and I served him lunch. He ate till he was stuffed and sleepy. I grabbed him and let him lie in the carpeted floor so he can rest, while I read John Grisham's The Client, and my mom and gramma settled on the chairs near the TV, to watch those same old lousy drama series from a lousy TV channel. I ignored the cheesy dialogues and corny plots from the TV and just focused on what I'm reading.

My mom's new guy, whose name I can't still recall as I type this, arrived around 6. My mom served him dinner and they talked and laughed like damned teenagers who's just starting to get along on their first date. Well, it's not my business, if my mom still wants to act like a teen with a guy a few years younger than her, I don't care, as long as she does what she's supposed to do as a mother,

Alex left before 8pm, said goodbye to my gramma and greeted her again for the -nth time that day. My gramma was pleased and I can tell that Alex has scored some brownie points more than my mom's new guy did, hell, forget I said that.

I am glad that this day turned out okay. It's my dear beloved gramma's birthday and at least I'm able to look like everything's fine with me, even if it's just for a day.

Labels: alex, daughter, gramma, John Grisham, mother, pink crimson, The client

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 4:31 AM