Precious moments...

OK, here's another grandma-ism for your enjoyment:

I called grandma on Saturday and told her I waas taking her out to dinner that night. She seemed pleased. I proudly stated I would treat her so she shouldn't eat too many snacks in the afternoon. I reminded her to save her appetite and be ready for a big meal, courteosy of me. She asked what the occasion was.

I told her I had been busy looking for a new job and finally, I was successful. Her usually sweet and innocent tone suddently turned serious and full of concern.

"What?", she exclaimed, "You didn't have a job? What happened? You don't have to take me out, save your money!"

"No, grandma. I have a job, I was just looking for another one. A better one," I explained. She seemed relieved.

"Oh," she responded. She paused, pondered, then reflected. "Well, in that case, I will eat more. I'm hungry. I'd like to order steamed oysters."