No Nursing Home for Me

March 12, 2007 at 12:10 pm · Filed under Cruising, Death, Elly, Nursing Home, Old Age

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  1. Nancy said,

    March 12, 2007 at 2:27 pm

    Grannymar,

    That was the FUNNIEST thing I ever heard. You were terrific. Can I come with you?

  2. grannymar said,

    March 12, 2007 at 4:44 pm

    Do you know Nancy I was just thinking that I might like a friend with me.

    Certainly you can come.

    Do you think Granny would be interested?

  3. Nancy said,

    March 12, 2007 at 5:44 pm

    Grannymar,

    I can see it now.You,me, Granny and Grandad on board the Princess Lines. After two weeks at sea we reach out first Port of Call. Time to restock the ship. We look out on the dock and see them loading
    crates of oranges,pounds of butter,great slabs of bacon and…WHAT’S THIS?? A huge cargo net loaded with DENTURE CLEANER TABLETS! Seems Princess Lines also has Egyptian cottons and Grandad has been reported by the cabin steward. Oh, what fun we’ll have on our neverending cruise.

  4. grannymar said,

    March 12, 2007 at 5:51 pm

    I never said anything about Grandad coming!

    Do you think he could behave himself for a full week, nevermind the neverending cruise?

    We will have to see what Granny thinks.

  5. Grandad said,

    March 14, 2007 at 1:22 pm

    Of course I’m coming. I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to grope a stewardess.

    And I love the idea of the Final Farewell. My last chance to learn to swim!!

    Oh. Sorry! I forgot I’m not talking to you Grannymar since you led Herself astray……

  6. grannymar said,

    March 14, 2007 at 1:30 pm

    Men!!! “grope a stewardess” What else can you expect?

    Mind you while he is eyeing up the stewardesses I can check out the Toyboys, sure he would never know…

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