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Cranky’s Christmas Wish

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I tried to address this card, but I can’t find an envelope big enough to include all the names of the people that I want to send this card to. I’m just going to have to settle for hoping that all you wonderful, talented, creative people that I’ve had the privilege to meet this year get my personal wishes for a Very Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, or whatever holiday you celebrate!

There is no card large enough to hold all my love for you guys and there is no way to convey my appreciation for putting up with Cranky’s shenanigans all year!  I hope the next year brings you success, happiness, and a publisher if that’s your desire.

So, from my family to you and yours, Have A Very Merry Christmas.

Love,

Mary Ellen, Danny and Buddy

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Who Gives A Duck?

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Phil Robertson – Redneck Extraordinaire

If you’re expecting this post to be about religion, politics or my views on homosexuality…you might as well click on out of here right now.  Cranky doesn’t write about those things.

Before I begin, for those of you who might not know me, I’m a Northerner who escaped the long, cold winters of New England for the warm Southern nights in Florida over twenty-five years ago.  I have met many “Phil Robertson’s” in my years here.  I also have a son who is gay and I love him, cherish him, and support his lifestyle as long as it brings him happiness. BOOM! Enough said.

Now, let’s take a look at what really happened to Phil Robertson.

The guy gives an interview (yes, I’ve just finished reading it and you can find it here) to a reporter from GQ magazine.  OK, let’s stop right there!  Why is GQ interested in Phil Robertson? Are they going to advertise his duck whistles? Are they interested in opening a “Phil Robertson” line of clothing franchise? Hmmm..no, I believe GQ wanted a funny, satirical, controversial expose on Phil and his redneck ways.

So, what happens? Phil expounds on his own personal beliefs in regards to black oppression and homosexuals. Wow…Phil is the FIRST person to do this, right? Now, gay and liberal rights groups have a new Anti-Gay Poster Boy and religious leaders and bigots have a new Redneck Idol to support…shouting “Free Speech.” A & E adds fuel to the fire by suspending Phil for speaking his mind on what he believes.

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Yup, we now have a controversy larger than Gun Control whipping around the Internet and the news media.  C’mon…who gives a duck?

Could this whole controversy been avoided? Oh yeah. If A & E wanted to protect the patriarch of the Duck Dynasty Cash Cow, they should have sent a staff member over to his shack and taught him the meaning of “this is off the record” or “No comment” thereby robbing the journalist out of one of the juiciest bits for his article.

Phil could have remembered that what you say to a journalist can come back and bite you in the butt. They’re careful on the show not to thump those bibles too loud on controversial issues…so, what was Phil thinking?  Being a true blue redneck, probably not much about the effects his words would have on the future of his reality show.

The end result of all this hullabaloo will probably be that A & E loses some viewers from this broo-ha-ha and eventually Duck Dynasty will be cancelled. Phil and his family have made so much money off the show that they most likely won’t be hurt by all the bad publicity.  They’ll just fade off into the woods and blow up some more beaver dams without cameras tracking their every move and thought.

So, let’s cut everyone a break and move on. After all, with all the other business this nation needs to attend to, do we really need to use Phil as an example of what we personally believe in? I think we can find some better role models than this poor redneck from the deep woods to pick on. And, in all fairness, Phil also was quoted in the same piece as saying:

 “You put in your article that the Robertson family really believes strongly that if the human race loved each other and they loved God, we would just be better off.” Now, come on people, who can argue with that one?

I’m going to share a great piece of advice a teacher who once told me (regarding remarks that went against what I believed in), “Consider the source,” she said. “Always consider the source!”

So, when people ask me what I think about this whole uproar, I say “Who Gives A Duck?”

Just sayin’.

Cranky

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A Gift Everyone Should Hear

Little Claire is a KODA, which is an acronym for Kids Of Deaf Adults.  She wanted her parents to share in the fun of her school Christmas Recital so she signed as she sang. This little angel is only five years old, but has managed to capture the world’s heart!  I can’t watch this without thinking that with all the negative news reports, Claire has saved the Christmas Holidays by providing a gift that everyone should see and hear!

Signing is easy to learn, as Claire demonstrates by being adept at the skill at the tender age of five, but the special facial expressions that she adds are precious and priceless!  Enjoy!

Love,

Cranky

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I’m NOT Superstitious!

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I just feel like staying in bed today…safe and warm…where nothing can harm me…well, okay, maybe I’m a little superstitious.  Have a great Friday, everyone!

Love,

Cranky

 

 

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The Day We All Remember

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Fifty years ago and yet, I remember it as clearly as if it was yesterday.  I was sitting in history class when the classroom door opened and the Principal of our school beckoned our teacher out into the hallway.  A few moments later, the two returned with grief stricken faces and announced to the class that our President had been shot. Tears streamed down our teacher’s face as he announced we were to pack up our things…school was cancelled for the rest of the day.

We filed out of the school and headed home.  I was only thirteen but I felt the loss of our nation’s leader along with the rest of my classmates.

Students walked home slowly with solemn faces.  When my sister and I arrived home, our parents met us with the news that our President had died.

For three days, the nation stopped and we watched.  The days were spent in front of the television as the details of the assassination of John F. Kennedy were played out and history unfolded itself in front of our eyes.  Television cameras recorded the grief of a nation; the shooting of Oswald and the final goodbye to our president.

Over the years, I have never met anyone who doesn’t remember where they were and what they were doing when they heard of President Kennedy’s death.  We all remember and we all feel sad every year on the anniversary of the assassination of our President.

But, the picture that stands so clearly in my mind is not one of the vivid recordings of the shooting of the President, or the shocking scene of Lee Harvey Oswald’s death, or the long funeral procession.

The picture I associate with the overwhelming sadness and the grief we all experienced, as one nation, over those three days is the picture of a three year old son saluting his father…saying Goodbye.

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I imagine that as my generation passes on that the memories and stories of where we were and what we were doing will become lost and forgotten.  There will be no one left to describe the pain and the sorrow the nation felt on that awful day we lost our President.

But I remember. Yes, it was fifty years ago…but I remember.

Cranky

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Pure Genius

This is one of the most wonderful, heartwarming videos I’ve come across in a very long time!  Who knew that a ball pit could bring such pleasure to two strangers. Whoever came up with this idea…Pure Genius!  Feel free to Reblog and brighten someone’s day!

Enjoy….

This post is dedicated to Be For Peace member Front Page Scribbles who blogs from way out yonder in the Rocky Mountains!

Love,

Cranky

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Let’s Get This Party Rolling!

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Yes my friends, today is Cranky’s 63rd Birthday.  So, where’s the party?

So, far I haven’t received one birthday wish.  Not a one.  Did everybody forget?  Am I expecting too much to hope that my loved ones and friends would have circled this day on the calendar?

There’s no party hats, no balloons and my phone is dead silent.  You would think that such an important day would at least call for one lousy “Happy Birthday” wish, right?

I realize that 63 is not a milestone birthday filled with Hallmark cards that read, “Fifty Is Nifty” or “Sixty and Still Sexy!” but even a boxed card would be nice.  Do I have to wait another couple of birthdays to get a “Sixty Five And Still Alive” banner hanging amid a room filled with black balloons and a cake sinking under the weight of dozens upon dozens of blazing candles?

I crammed this week took all my tests so if I happened to imbibe a little too much Diet Pepsi at the festivities, I would still be able to take time to recuperate before hitting the books again!  So, where’s the party?

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Oh, wait a minute!  I just looked at the clock and discovered it’s only 5:30 AM.  Okay, it might be a wee bit early for people to start celebrating.

So, I’m going back to bed.  Wake me up when the party starts!

Love,

Cranky

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No Words Needed

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God Bless all of our military heroes, both home and abroad.  God Bless those Veterans who served on foreign lands or defended our homeland. God Bless those who made the ultimate sacrifice and did so willingly.

Let us never forget to thank a Veteran for their service, not just today, but every day!  They are the reason we are the Home of the Brave and the Land of the Free!

Happy Veterans Day!

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Words to Remember

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Found this early this morning and just felt I had to share it.  It just spoke to me and the way I’ve lived my life and continue to live it…away from the crowd.

Have a great Sunday!

Cranky

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Bring Back The Goblins!

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I love holidays and one of my all-time favorites, both as a child and an adult, is Halloween.  But, as the years have passed, it seems that all the little goblins that would run up our walk with cries of “Trick Or Treat” have disappeared.

Danny and I moved to our current house over eight years ago.  We live in a mixed neighborhood of young families and not-so-young senior citizens.  It’s a quiet, but friendly neighborhood.  Our first year here, I kept an eye on the school bus stops and was thrilled to see a large number of kids who I felt were sure to stop in for a treat on Halloween.

I dressed the yard with cobwebs, headstones and pumpkins, set up two chairs at the top of our walk, nestled a large bowl of yummies on my lap and Danny and I waited for the onslaught of little trick-or-treaters.  After an hour, my neck hurt from looking up and down the street for the goblins…but not one was out and about.  After eight p.m., Danny and I dragged our disappointed selves into the house.

We followed this disappointing process for the next three years until we finally realized that the days of little goblins wandering our streets on Halloween were gone. I felt bad, not only for ourselves, but for the little ones.

Most parents bring their children to their town’s “Halloween Safe Walk” and do not allow the kids to do any actual trick or treating in neighborhoods.  I commend towns who organize these “safe” (but slightly commercial) walks which really consist of kids in costumes walking down the main street from booth to booth…standing in long lines to get a piece of candy and then moving on to the next booth.  I find this sad.  It’s like the kids are on an assembly line.

When I was a child, Halloween was a big deal.  We spent days, weeks and sometimes months dreaming of the excitement of knocking on our neighbor’s doors, dressed as ghosts, hobos or pirates and bringing home our pillowcases filled with goodies. For a few years, my parents went with us until my brother’s were old enough to escort us around the neighborhood.

When I was a child, Halloween was a big deal, and not just for the kids.  Adults would be at the door, waiting for us with large bowls filled with candy.  Some would hold a open house, where the family could get a cold glass of cider.  The streets were jammed, the costumes were homemade and the kids loved it.

I can hear some people now saying, “But, it’s too dangerous out there now to let our kids go from door to door in our neighborhood.”  I disagree.  Of course parents or responsible siblings MUST accompany the little ones on their rounds.  A strong police presence (or trustworthy volunteers) should be visible to prevent hooligans (or worse) from preying on the youngsters.  But, I feel that kids today are being robbed of the excitement, the fun and the thrill that was meant to be Halloween!

The young one’s aren’t the only ones being gypped by the fear of neighborhood trick or treating.  Think about the elderly people these kids would cheer up with their sweet faces and cute little costumes.  Those who don’t enjoy having kids come to their door could just leave their porch light off…a tried and true method of not being “in the mood” for Halloween.

Of course, there must be vigilance on the parent’s end….they must inspect their kids candy before allowing them to eat it.  Hospital’s offer free x-rays for trick-or-treaters to ensure some idiot hasn’t tried to harm a child.  But, it is doable…we can make our streets safe again and get those kids off the assembly line.  Let’s allow the youngsters of today the thrill of doing some real trick or treating.

So, let’s bring back the Goblins.  I miss them!

Love,

Cranky

This post is dedicated to Bloggers For Peace and to my fellow B4Peace member, Rarasaur.  Check out their excellent site here!

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