Sunday, June 27, 2010

Matchmaker

posted Wed, 17 Oct 2007

At the assisted living facility where my almost-95-years-old grandmother lives:

Granma: How old are you again?

Me: Almost 44.

Granma: And how old is that boyfriend of yours?

Me: Ummm... 42.

Granma: Well, you better get cracking!

Three minutes later:

Granma: How old are you again?

Me: 43.

Granma: And how old is your boyfriend?

Me: 42.

Granma: High time you got married, both of you.

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