For almost three years now, I have developed an affinity for scarves of all kinds. I was visiting my daughter when she was studying abroad in Spain and all the locals wore scarves in a variety of fashionable ways. So when Kate and I went shopping one day, we plucked up scarves in a variety of colors and patterns. When I came back to Ohio, I just wanted to wear them all the time.And then a funny thing happened. Not only did I want to wear the scarves because they looked nice, but I needed to wear them. If I didn't have a scarf wrapped around my neck, I got chilled. The feeling would bring back memories of my grandmother, Nana, saying to my dad, "Bobby, please wrap that sweater around my shoulders and neck. I'm feeling a chill." I realized I had become Nana with my chilled necks.
But, I really realized how much I was like her last night when we stopped for dinner at a Pizza Hut. Our server brought out five packages of Club crackers with our salads. Neither my husband or I wanted them since we knew we would have all the carbs we needed when the pizza got to the table. I looked at those crackers, and then looked at my husband and said, "Oh, I'll just take those packets with me and have them with cheese tomorrow. I'd hate for them to go to waste."
And then I immediately followed that with, "Oh crap! That is exactly something Nana would do."
It's true. My grandmother was notorious for saving everything - she would take packages of sugar from restaurants, save tissue paper that presents were wrapped in, save the actual wrapping paper itself. She just couldn't stand for anything to go to waste.
I have many, many fond memories of my grandmother, and last night at dinner, I crossed yet another line in becoming more like Nana.
As always, thanks to Stacey and Ruth at Two Writing Teachers for hosting the Slice of Life Challenge!
