yeah, i made my gran a card and bought her a shot glass. Well, it was either that or an ashtray, and i don't think she would have appreciated that joke as much. You may say, Hey, why would you buy a seventy year old a shotglass?
You shouldn't say that.
Instead you should be asking, what do you get a seventy year old. In her many years my grandmother has aquired all manner of items, goods and knick knacks. There is nothing that i could buy her that she probably doesn't already have.
Me: Gran, i bought you this amazing Dragons Egg, i had to journey to the Kingdom of the Aethrazids to purchase it, the journey was long and arduos but yea, i did prevail.
Grandma: Oh i have one those, picked it up in 1967 at a garden fair in Lautoka.
So i got her a shotglass. Thats the short story.
I also got my eyebrow done today. It hurt like the dickens. But so far, two seperate women have told me i look pretty. It is still up in the air whether this is a good or a bad thing.