Blog: The Elderly

Old people, they say the darndest things. I am now at the age where my grandparents could care less about the things they say in front of me. I’m the youngest grandchild, so they have basically given up on having any barrier of trying to keep my brain pure about what they think is too risque for me.

The other day at family dinner my grandma’s shirt was barely slipping off her shoulder, but enough for me to see her old lady bra, so I politely pulled her sleeve up. The she surprisingly said “What? you don’t like safta showing off?”(I call my grandma safta-grandma in hebrew)

Excuse me safta? These words came from the same lady that always has cookies and ice cream in her house for me, and the lady who wears a jacket even when it’s 80 degrees outside. That was the first time my grandma actually said something scandalous and it caught me by surprise.

The one that shocked me the most was when my grandpa took his wedding ring off for the first time at Thanksgiving dinner. He told me he had never taken it off before, he sleeps with it, exercises with it on. I told him that most people take their wedding ring off to sleep, he then came back with the back with the comment “Well they must have better dreams than me.”
Well then grandpa, I did not expect you to throw that comment back.

Our weekly dinner conversations have become less and less censored as time goes on. A couple weeks ago we were discussing which actor should play Christian Grey in the Fifty Shades of Grey movie. Then my grandma asked if she should read it and our entire table screamed no even though she told us all of her friends from her book club had already finished the series.

I can already tell that the next few years are going to be filled with sexual comments and awkward conversations with my grandparents, and I’m interested to see what is to come.