Remember

When I think of my grandma Fran, there are many things that come to mind. I can remember her coming to pick me up in her old blue buick. She would always be smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer. I remember that she would take me to her house, that always smelled like good food. She was always cooking something and the aroma would spread throughout the entire house and make my mouth water. I remember sitting at her house watching TV and drinking sunny d. Every time her phone rang she would answer and say "Yello?". Grandma never got angry, even when my brother and I would not listen to her one bit. Somehow that made us feel worse and we ended up listening to her even better because we didn't want grandma to feel bad. Grandma always had her hair and make up done, and always thought that she looked like shit... She never did. She would wear her little plastic scarf over her head everywhere she went, so that her hair wouldn't get messed up. She always had her hair nice and curled because she slept with pink curlers in her hair. I remember staying over at grandmas and for some reason every morning her alarm would be going off for like 20 minutes until I went in her room and woke her up, because her alarm was so loud. She always let me play in her jewelry and make up, and often let me take some home with me when I left. My grandma was one of the most laid back people that I have ever met. She just wanted people to enjoy themselves and not worry so much. I think that I got a lot of my traits from her.