Is this suppose to be a good thing? I happen to know your grandmas. . . .and lord knows I wouldn't want 100 of 'em! ;-)
biggrinWell, actually, I do go out and round them up. I do the marketing too. And yes, the staff does scowl at me quite often. They always give me the "look" when I come back from doing an assessement and say, "This lady is soooo cute!". They know they're in for it!
Y'all are very sweet. I didn't post this for accolades, but rather just to give you a glimpse as to why I'm just a little twisted.
Here's another story for you.
About 4 years ago, a man called me about getting his mom admitted. She lived in Louisiana at the time, but had recently been staying with him and his wife. He had to go get her because her neighbors had called him saying she was going outside naked, etc. He said he'd basically been estranged from her for years because she was meaner than a snake, but being an only child he had no choice but to try to take care of her. We talked for several weeks off and on while he was waiting to get guardianship. The court day finally arrived and he called to say he was on his way with her. He literally brought her in the front door and RAN! She told me she was leaving, the staff gave me the "look" and I had no choice but to stay with her that first night. She refused to go to bed, and all she wanted to do was leave and if she couldn't do that, she just wanted to smoke. We sat on the patio and smoked and talked for about 8 freaking hours. She kept threatening to leave, but never actually tried. She's been there four years, has never tried to leave and her son and DIL are some of our best family members now. Just goes to show you never know how things will turn out.
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Another story...one of my faves. The story of Miss Minnie.
Miss Minnie had evidently led a rather pampered life. She attached herself to me for some reason and would sit in my office every day while I worked. We would talk, but mostly she just sat there and watched and listened. We used to take her outside with us when we smoked, and we bought her sunglasses so the sun wouldn't hurt her eyes. She loved those glasses. We elected her Valentine queen and taught her how to do the "wave". She was in her glory. She would tell me.."I have the keys to my Cadillac in my purse, go to my suite and get them and we'll go over to my bungalow." She also told me daily, "You know I own this hotel--and I want that cook fired." Oh, how she made me smile.
Then....we got a new adminstrator. She promptly told me and Miss Minnie that she could no longer sit in my office and that she had to stay out. Miss Minnie was not happy. Pretty soon, the administrator's glasses came up missing from her desk. She looked all over, asking all of us, and everyone she saw if they'd seen her glasses. She never even glanced in Minnie's direction who wore her glasses for three days before someone ratted her out. Then, mysteriously, the admins plant on her desk was turned over. Dirt everywhere. Hmmmm...wonder who did that?
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This spring was my first not to work there. I sorta retired from it. I miss it though. Still go back and keep in contact with everyone though.
Are you "sprucing" up your yard in the event that the Ws might move into your hood?.
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...been there, done that. Surely they will need a gate and a guardhouse? 
Sounds awful to me.
