....long before there was a Grandma J, there was a Grandma Rita. Besides Rita, some called her Mom, some called her Grandma, others called her Reet, and the people at the Social Security office called her Mary.
A bit of history and background…Rita was a stay at home mom,
Now with that being said, Rita had a few incidents in her day that caused
This incident is one I posted to another blogger’s comment section in response to some rather hilarious emails her mother sent her, back when she was allowed to have email. Still waiting to hear that explanation.
My mother had one of those oscillating sprinklers that go back and forth.
One summer morning she ran outside to the backyard "for a split second" to move it to the other side of the backyard. She had to run so she wouldn't get wet...and she was naked.
Well as she tried to hurry back to the sliding patio door, she slipped on the wet cement and pulled a muscle in her back.....there shy lay as the sprinkler kept swaying back and forth, getting her soaked. In the meantime, the man next door, a teacher home for the summer, playing Mr. Mom, shouted out his upstairs window....
"Rita, you can't sunbathe like that, my kids can see you from up here"....
*Disclosure: No animals or grandmothers were permanently hurt or injured in anyway. Just slightly embarrassed, but more than willing to tell everyone they knew, including the folks at the local car wash what happened.