So I got a few responses back about my blog. The majority of readers seem to really enjoy it when I share stories of my beloved Mimi.
So here’s a few more.
As I discussed in previous posts, Mimi liked to speak her mind and say & do exactly what she felt, especially in her later years. Pretty much the way Sophia did on the classic The Golden Girls, except Mimi was a bit more R-rated.
The first and best example of this was when Netty & I went to Mimi’s house to help her balance her checkbook.
Now I have to be fair to Netty here. While we all love her and understand she always has our best interests & intentions at heart; she lacks the delicate skill of getting her views across.
Case in point. Netty was explaining to Mimi how a checkbook should be properly balanced. Netty was using a tone that was a little too authoritarian for Mimi and Mimi was becoming a little offend to point that she needed to let her frustration out. So as I was sitting in between them at the kitchen table, Mimi told Netty exactly what she could do to the checkbook & herself. Unfortunately the Polygrip had worn off and as Mimi was spewing out the f-word her top teeth came out of her mouth and flew across the table grazing the tip of my nose. Well after the second of shocked horror set in, I proceeded to get up from the table and run into the other room. A few moments later, Netty came chasing after me expecting to see crying tears of sadness. She was surprised to see however while I was crying, the tears were not ones of sadness but utter hysteria.
Mimi’s straight forwardness was not limited to just family members mind you, but also complete strangers.
During the final years of her life, Mimi lived in an assisted living home. In this living home there was a common area where residents got together to watch TV. There was one particular male resident who would always interrupt the peaceful viewing and change the channel to a program he preferred to watch. Well, one day Mimi had enough and threatened to hit him with her walker if he continued to behave this way.
The following day, the gentleman proceeded to behave in the same manor. So Mimi, being a woman of good faith & word, proceeded to get up, go over to him, and slam her walker into his crotch. Unfortunately, this act of defiance banned Mimi from watching TV in the common area ever again.
Come on now! It wasn’t like Mimi didn’t have the courtesy to warn the guy!
Mimi’s defiance and outspokenness are defiantly hereditary traits.
I say this because one night while Mimi and I were having one of our late night talks she shared a story about Netty.
Netty used to work in Boston and take the train to and from the city each day. On one particular day, Netty was walking off the train and down the stairs. A guy bumped into her and his face landed firmly on her breast. The guy stated after the incident, "It was a good thing I landed on something soft." Netty of course being the daughter of the original ball buster punched him in the face and retorted, "Oh yeah, how soft did that feel!" and proceeded to walk to her car.
So the lesson learned here kids is, Don't f*** with the women in my family. They know their way around the rodeo.
So here’s a few more.
As I discussed in previous posts, Mimi liked to speak her mind and say & do exactly what she felt, especially in her later years. Pretty much the way Sophia did on the classic The Golden Girls, except Mimi was a bit more R-rated.
The first and best example of this was when Netty & I went to Mimi’s house to help her balance her checkbook.
Now I have to be fair to Netty here. While we all love her and understand she always has our best interests & intentions at heart; she lacks the delicate skill of getting her views across.
Case in point. Netty was explaining to Mimi how a checkbook should be properly balanced. Netty was using a tone that was a little too authoritarian for Mimi and Mimi was becoming a little offend to point that she needed to let her frustration out. So as I was sitting in between them at the kitchen table, Mimi told Netty exactly what she could do to the checkbook & herself. Unfortunately the Polygrip had worn off and as Mimi was spewing out the f-word her top teeth came out of her mouth and flew across the table grazing the tip of my nose. Well after the second of shocked horror set in, I proceeded to get up from the table and run into the other room. A few moments later, Netty came chasing after me expecting to see crying tears of sadness. She was surprised to see however while I was crying, the tears were not ones of sadness but utter hysteria.
Mimi’s straight forwardness was not limited to just family members mind you, but also complete strangers.
During the final years of her life, Mimi lived in an assisted living home. In this living home there was a common area where residents got together to watch TV. There was one particular male resident who would always interrupt the peaceful viewing and change the channel to a program he preferred to watch. Well, one day Mimi had enough and threatened to hit him with her walker if he continued to behave this way.
The following day, the gentleman proceeded to behave in the same manor. So Mimi, being a woman of good faith & word, proceeded to get up, go over to him, and slam her walker into his crotch. Unfortunately, this act of defiance banned Mimi from watching TV in the common area ever again.
Come on now! It wasn’t like Mimi didn’t have the courtesy to warn the guy!
Mimi’s defiance and outspokenness are defiantly hereditary traits.
I say this because one night while Mimi and I were having one of our late night talks she shared a story about Netty.
Netty used to work in Boston and take the train to and from the city each day. On one particular day, Netty was walking off the train and down the stairs. A guy bumped into her and his face landed firmly on her breast. The guy stated after the incident, "It was a good thing I landed on something soft." Netty of course being the daughter of the original ball buster punched him in the face and retorted, "Oh yeah, how soft did that feel!" and proceeded to walk to her car.
So the lesson learned here kids is, Don't f*** with the women in my family. They know their way around the rodeo.
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