What do you remember most about your grandma?

[raysnkaysmom]

lol....all grandmas must've called soaps 'stories'... My grandma really got into 90210 and Melrose with me too when I was a teen

Added: I am referring to my moms mom...

My dads mom? Never really was around her much...and half the time, she called me Stacy

My name is Tracy

 

[ilovepcot]

My dads mom? Never really was around her much...and half the time, she called me Stacy

My name is Tracy

OMG!

 

[mommasita]

I had one grandmother who passed when I was 16, and I miss her EVERY day. Only grandparent I ever had.

My memories include a loving woman. Chicken, she LOVED to order or go out to BBQ chicken, and shopping with her every Thursday after school!! I used to race home on these days as I knew she would be there.

I often think of how she would have adored my children.

I am glad my children are making these memories with my mother. They are extremely close, and I see a lot of my grandmother in her. They don't remember their other Nonna who passed when they were 2 and 5.

 

[Luv Bunnies]

My dad's mom had a goldfish in a bowl in her kitchen. All of us grandkids (there were 16 of us) would take turns feeding the fish when we visited. Man that fish lived for years and years! When we were adults, my mom finally told us that she would get a new fish every few years when the old one died. They always had the same name so we would think it was always the same fish!

My mom's mom lived to be 99 years old! She came over from Armenia in the 1920s to marry my grandfather who had been her next door neighbor growing up. She never really perfected her English. She was also very agreeable. When we would ask her something like, "What do you want to eat for dinner?" She would say, "Uppa to you." I still say that to my mom every now and then. The other day she said Grandma's still entertaining us from her grave. So true!

 

[Shugardrawers]

Grandmommy left so many strong impressions on me.

1) She ALWAYS had a tissue tucked up her sleeve, in a pocket or a travel pack in her purse She was NEVER without a kleenex on her body somewhere

2) That woman COULD SERIOUSLY COOK!!! She made all the best comfort foods, fried chicken, gravy, tuna casserole, cookies and desserts to DIE FOR! And that's just for starters!

3) You'd never find a more Godly woman. Now, I'm an athiest to the bone. I say God spelled backward is Dog and so refer to any higher power as "Dog". I can't bring myself to do that in regards to Grandmommy. She believed in God and I believe she's with her God. What's that tell you?

4) That woman hoarded the stupidest things! I'll never understand why she needed to save 100 butter tubs, 300 cool whip containers, 87 dresses from the '50's and stash away more than $60k in the attic she seemed to forget about But Dog bless her heart, she did...and dang it, I don't spend a fortune on rubbermaid containers and all of her 6 grandkids started life with a little nest egg. She was nutty as a freakin' fruitcake (we found a couple of those at least 20 years old stashed in the attic too ) but she was a gem

 

[jelloarms]

I was never close with my grandparents on dad's side because they were in California and Mexico. My grandpa on dad's side is still alive but I have yet to meet him in person.

As for my mom's side, my grandma is still with us but my grandpa died last August. I know this is a grandma's thread but I thought I would post a memory about my grandpa anyway.

My grandpa was my and my sister's chauffer. Mom and dad work during the day so he would drive us to and from school, swimming lessons, dentist appointments, ballet lessons...

Ballet lessons were in the afternoon and ended around 4:00, very close to our dinner time. Despite that, grandpa would sometimes take my sister and I to the snack shop upstairs and buy us strawberry slushy drinks. I remember he would always tell us "don't tell your grandma." It was our little secret.

I can feel the tears welling up inside me as I type this...I really miss him.

 

[Shugardrawers]

"don't tell your grandma." It was our little secret.

I can feel the tears welling up inside me as I type this...I really miss him.

Oh my Dog!!!!! I SOOOO remember Grandpoppy coming to the little tavern a couple miles away! He would never drink, only order a coke. But he would ALWAYS tell us "Now, don't you tell your Grandmommy I came here. You know she wouldn't understand." And we knew. He came to socialize and chat. Grandpoppy was a Nazarene minister actually and he saved some souls there in that tavern. But Grandmommy would have DIED of humiliation to know he was there Most of the time, he just sat and we talked while we had a beer and he had a coke. I always loved that he never felt he had to seperate himself from everyone else. I miss Grandpoppy more than anyone else in the world. He's the ONE SINGLE PERSON I can say I love most, more than even my Dh

 

[MoniqueU]

My grandma is still alive but on hospice. She is a fire cracker. She is a devout catholic and I would spend summers at her house getting lectured about sex before marriage propbably before I even knew what sex was. She made me memorize all the prayes a good catholic girl should know. She had us clean the house spotless complete with insections. We swam all day while my grandpa watched us from the living room and my grandma watched sports. She would take us shopping but I always felt like she was buying me clothes because my mom couldn't afford to buy them for me so I said no thanks. I was terrified of her to be honest.

Then the years went by, I got older and she mellowed. I got to learn what an adventurer she was. One of the first people out in the desert riding dirt bikes. Flying all over in my grandpas private plane, traveling the world. Coaching a boys football team, coaching volleyball etc. She had high standards for us all.

When I was going through horrible marriage problems that I brought on MYSELF she backed my husban up and told ME what I needed to do to get my life back on track. Everyone else would just skirt the issues but she laid it on the line. To her a marital relationship was more important then a parent child relationship because hopefully you will be married far past the time your children are out of the house.
When my son died she was there for me in so many ways. My godmother had died in a car crash when she was 30 years old and my grandma knew my pain, we could really relate to each other.
Today she loves my kids and is so proud of the way they have turned out. I am sorry to see her deteriorating, it is hard on me. We have become very close and the marital advice while I didn't take it immediately has stuck with me. I also like to think I get some of my fierce independence from her. She is an amazing woman with strong beliefs, strong morals and a loving family.

 

[grumpyvet]

I never knew my dad's mom ,she died before I was born, but I saw a lot of my mom's mom.

My grandmother was a strong, opinionated woman who loved me to bits, and I adored her. There are so many things that make me think of her. She saved everything, had so much antique furniture in her home, that she bought another house to fill up.

But the thing that makes me think of Grandma the most is whenever I find myself digging around in my wallet for exact change. My Grandma (with the tissue up her sleeve) would dig around in her pocketbook to all the recesses and cracks to find exact change everytime we went shopping. It didn't matter if there were 20 people in line behind her and that the clock was ticking on. She'd root around and dig and finally triumphantly pull out that last penny.

I miss her.

 

[emma'smom]

When we were kids, my grandma always had tall bottles of RC Cola to drink with crazy straws. We would sit in her living room every Sunday night watching Wild Kingdom and Wonderful World of Disney while she and my mom visited in the kitchen. Every time we would go between the kitchen and the living room she would yell "Stop running, you are shaking the china cabinet!".

Funny that it probably was just something she said out of habit, but it is such a significant memory for me.

When she was reaching the end of her life (and I was newly married), she would visit my family at our cabin and eat peanut butter cups in bed in the middle of the night. She was always a night owl and would stay up late to read. By the time she was in her 80's, I guess she figured if she wanted a 3am peanut butter cup, then why not?!

I loved my grandma!

 

[Darsa]

The thing I remember most about my gram was that she taught me the 9's tables. I was (and am) HORRIBLE at math, I mean when my DD13 needs help with math she doesn't even bother to ask me anymore. When I was probably about 9 my gram showed me why the 9's tables were SO easy, and once she wrote it down for me it was like an epiphany... I will never forget the feeling when I realized how very easy it was!

That, and she always knew how to make the perfect tuna-fish sandwich... no one could ever even come close.

 

[justjudy]

My grandma (mom's mom) had sort of a "mini-farm" and I remember collecting eggs in the hen house, visiting the rabbits and picking raspberries and then eating them with evaporated milk. She would make mini pizzas on English muffins and the top drawer of her dining room cabinet always had candy in it.

She sang like Edith Bunker. My mom, however, had a beautiful voice.

She refused to watch commercials on TV -- especially if they came on during her stories. She would look out the window instead. I find myself doing the same thing.

She and her husband (not my grandpa) lived in New Jersey; my parents and I lived on Long Island. She had a "secret" bank account in one of the banks near us that her husband never knew about!

 

[SDFgirl]

My grandma always had Sprite at her house. I remember that because we never got to drink soda!

She also made waffles all the time. She had one of those retro super-hot waffle makers.

Also I remember that she always had beach balls at her house for my brother and I to play with.

 

[texasthumper]

My paternal grandmother died when I was two, so I really had only one "Granny" growing up. The thing I remember most about her is that she loved taking us to the "dime store." She was always shopping for fabric or craft materials and we would choose a toy or paper dolls and she would buy what we wanted. I also remember when the Beatles came out and the dime store had "She Loves You," and "I Want to Hold Your Hand" on 45 rpm. My mother told me I had to choose one (impossible) but Granny told me she would buy both!

She also made a red velvet cake and two chocolate pies every time we came to visit her in Dallas. She loved chocolate chip ice cream from a place called Polar Bear and her side-by-side freezer was absolutely chock full of ice cream containers.

Granny loved music, as I do, and she had a lovely piano (which I now have) and a Hammond organ which we were allowed to play. She hummed tunes (usually hymns) while waiting in line at the store, and I find myself doing the same thing.

I could go on and on. She was the perfect Granny and I miss her every day even though she died in 1980.

 

[java]

On my Mom's side it was more about my Grandpa- he was the sweetheart in the family- but you asked Grandma so I'll talk about her.

She was a funny funny lady. She always could make me laugh. She let it know that in no uncertain terms that I was her favorite(out of 6 grandchildren) which led to difficulties with my cousins. But she was the boss of her house. And taught me to be a strong woman. And she changed my life when she paid for me to go to Europe when I was 15.

My Grandmother on my Dad's side- oh wow. She had divorced my grandgather years earlier- Well she was full of life! She worked her whole life and got her hair done every 3 days. She loved her jewelry and once chased a mugger down the street after he snatched her chain - yelling some very not grandmotherly kind of things And she LOVED to travel. Always going abroad. She opened my world up.
She kept me in style. She would shop on Canal Street in the city and come to our house with bags of stuff for me. Favorite that I remember was my blue sailor bikini! Loved that. And loved her for knowing how to make me a girly girl. She was a lifelong smoker though and died of emphysema much too young.

 

[LuvOrlando]

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[SharpMomOfTwo]

I remember....

A week or so after she and "gramps" dissownd us, her accidently calling our house (ment to call her real grandchild). She said "Hello Dana, its Grandma." I said, "No Grandma, this is Sarah!" She hung up. Aaah the memories!!!!

 

[MomofKatie]

My mom's mother died young, way before she was ever a grandmother.

My dad's mother, my Grandma, died when I was 21. I loved her, but didn't spend much time with her past the age of 10. We moved away from the Midwest, and didn't get back to see her often. I do remember, though, that she had a whole cabinet full of different kinds of cereal!! She let us pick whichever cereal we wanted for breakfast. She also kept a dish of "nosh" out on her kitchen table all the time- chunks of Summer Sausage, Brick cheese, and little sweet pickles. She told the funniest stories about her and my grandfather (who passed away before I was born) when they were courting during the Roaring 20's. She wore a Flapper wedding dress- it was short, and her legs were gorgeous!! She also "bobbed" her hair before most girls did, and was considered mildly scandalous.

I miss her a lot.

 

[luvsJack]

My grandmother on my dad's side is the one I remember the most. She was a very hard worker and very ambitious. When my grandparents first inherited the land they lived on it wasn't even on a road front. My grandfather's siblings and step-siblings inherited pieces of the same land, but they didn't want the land. My grandparents worked together to buy the land from his siblings. Then a highway started being built and all the land was highway frontage--made it go WAY up in value. My grandma worked side by side with grandpa and first made sandwiches and snacks to sell to the men building the highway, they saved money and built a small grocery store, a beauty shop, barber shop, gas station, wash-ateria and a drive-in hamburger place. They were able to provide jobs for their family and an inheritance for their kids. Grandma never stopped planning and wanting to work. After they retired, they went back and built a Fish House restaurant and when she died she had opening another restaurant in the plans.

She was also the glue that kept that part of the family together and when she died, we sort of started losing touch with each other.

 

[SharpMomOfTwo]

My grandmother on my dad's side is the one I remember the most. She was a very hard worker and very ambitious. When my grandparents first inherited the land they lived on it wasn't even on a road front. My grandfather's siblings and step-siblings inherited pieces of the same land, but they didn't want the land. My grandparents worked together to buy the land from his siblings. Then a highway started being built and all the land was highway frontage--made it go WAY up in value. My grandma worked side by side with grandpa and first made sandwiches and snacks to sell to the men building the highway, they saved money and built a small grocery store, a beauty shop, barber shop, gas station, wash-ateria and a drive-in hamburger place. They were able to provide jobs for their family and an inheritance for their kids. Grandma never stopped planning and wanting to work. After they retired, they went back and built a Fish House restaurant and when she died she had opening another restaurant in the plans.

She was also the glue that kept that part of the family together and when she died, we sort of started losing touch with each other.

Wow - thats really something to be proud of. Smart grandparents!