Well, the truth has finally come out. It has been a rude awakening for the senior member (aka, Grumpy Z) of this reknowned clan known as "the Zimmerman's".
It happened last Sunday evening. The Grand Mother and Grumpy enjoyed a delightful Chinese dinner (family style) in the company of our friends, Margaret M., Dwight & Donna, and Joy & Rolf. After dinner and some visiting, we retired to the local "performing arts center" where we would see a narrated video presentation of "The Gulf Coast".
As the Grand Mother, Margaret M. and Grumpy were getting out of the car, Grumpy (ever the thoughtful escort of the Great & Famous Cooker of Lemon Meringue Pies) suggested that she could use his cane to steady her walk, since she had forgotten to bring her own from home. The Grand Mother demurred, saying that "a cane must be just right for the stature of the person using it", or words to that effect. Then she continued with the words that shall be forever etched into Grumpy's memory (at least until a day or two goes by!): "I shall have you to lean on; you are better than nothing!"
Indeed, now I know where I stand: I'm "better than nothing". Well, I guess that is an improvement over one of the alternatives, "worthless" -- or "worth less". I dunno. First, I get no sympathy or understanding from my Sons or Grandsons, nor any compassion regarding the non-LMP life sentence to which I have been condemned. Then this. I'm so confused right now that I think I'll just post this and see what kind of comment traffic it attracts.
It happened last Sunday evening. The Grand Mother and Grumpy enjoyed a delightful Chinese dinner (family style) in the company of our friends, Margaret M., Dwight & Donna, and Joy & Rolf. After dinner and some visiting, we retired to the local "performing arts center" where we would see a narrated video presentation of "The Gulf Coast".
As the Grand Mother, Margaret M. and Grumpy were getting out of the car, Grumpy (ever the thoughtful escort of the Great & Famous Cooker of Lemon Meringue Pies) suggested that she could use his cane to steady her walk, since she had forgotten to bring her own from home. The Grand Mother demurred, saying that "a cane must be just right for the stature of the person using it", or words to that effect. Then she continued with the words that shall be forever etched into Grumpy's memory (at least until a day or two goes by!): "I shall have you to lean on; you are better than nothing!"
Indeed, now I know where I stand: I'm "better than nothing". Well, I guess that is an improvement over one of the alternatives, "worthless" -- or "worth less". I dunno. First, I get no sympathy or understanding from my Sons or Grandsons, nor any compassion regarding the non-LMP life sentence to which I have been condemned. Then this. I'm so confused right now that I think I'll just post this and see what kind of comment traffic it attracts.
