My Grandmother taught me…

…how to stuff an artichoke like a real Sicilian.

…to not marry a doctor… but become one.

…that most people look better naked.

…tenderness, love and how to eat cherry pie.

…to just be me.

…that older women can be beautiful, elegant, and can rock a pair of cat-eye sunglasses.

…that nothing is finer than a Carolina morning!

…to not be an anxiety-driven psycho.

…that you’ll attract more bees with honey than you will with vinegar.

…not to be common.

…that life is uncertain so I should always eat dessert first.

…to listen to what men say but watch which way their feet are going.

…to be a lady in the parlor and a whore in the bedroom.*

…that I look adorable when stuffing my face.

…that placing a damp paper towel over a bowl of lettuce keeps it fresh for days.

…how to draw a mouse.

…that “you’ve got the right clothes to get glad in”.

…to say it like it is.

…how to feed the chickens, shuck the fresh peas from the garden and pick lovely tiger lilies along the roadside.

…to “play the cards!”

…not to put all  my eggs in one basket.

…that I am who I am.

…how to add.

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One response to “My Grandmother taught me…

  1. Julie von Zerneck

    Wow. I’d better learn to be a wiser Grandmother so I can leave all that good advise to my grandchildren. Thanks for that!!!!

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