At the hospital, there were religious statues all over. When we were still waiting to be discharged so L took a walk with Grammy. Sometimes she loves to give you a play by play on all the things she saw or learned. Luckily, today was one of those days.
Her, "Mama. We took a walk and guess who we saw?"
Me, "Who?"
Her, "The blasted mother."
{pause}
Give it a minute.
Who might she be talking about?
The BLESSED Mother of course. Who from here on out, we'll be referring to the BLASTED mother.
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