confessions of a Grandma......

If this is true confession time.....here i go, jumping in with both feet. Kerri, cover your eyes!!!

Growing up, we had an outhouse! Honest. I can still remember the grasshoppers when i'd walk out there.....i hate grasshoppers!!!

My older sister Kathy and I 'borrowed' my brothers car once, she was probably 15. Went up our road about a quarter mile.....hey that went good, lets do it again......Opps, where'd that pot hole come from....when we rolled into it, it threw us into the telephone pole! We got whomped for that one.

When I was emily's age, 13, my friends and I use to crawl under the fence at the drive in theater.

I hate to cook, i mean realllllly hate to cook.

When ever I really get into something....I get a little obsessed....like making 30 quilts at christmas time, cause i needed to do 'just one more' quilt!

We were never to go swimming in the gravel pit as kids.....we did, I cut my foot and had 23 stitches in it. We lied about were we were and didnt confess until I was 19, I was like 11 at the time.

I use to skip school with my friends (all guys) and they'd teach me to drive. Usually down the main road in town. I was short and couldnt reach the clutch, so i'd have to swing back and forth to reach the pedals. I'm surprised we werent killed!!!!

My stepdad wouldnt take me to get my license when I turned 16, so I had a friend, Howie, take me.....I said my teacher took me.

I sing at the top of my lungs in the car.....when i'm alone!

I've broken two windshields with my head......explains a lot, huh?

I broke one of those large crocks, put the pieces back and John bumped it and it fell apart....I let him think he broke it.....he's still pissed at me.

So you see, I'm not the perfect person you all thought I was!!!!! LOL But do you see why LaRelle and I get along so well?!?!?!! we bad!