The Potty Mouth Granny

I’ve been watching MeTv Toons for over a year and whenever I hear the familiar voices of Magilla Gorilla, Woody Woodpecker, and so many others, I’m taken aback to living at 7246 South University back in the seventies.

I am a little girl again. It’s Saturday morning and I’m nagging my mother to make me some scrambled eggs like she made them at work. My mother was a cook by profession and she made the most delicious scrambled eggs when she was working. I used to go to work with her during school breaks and those eggs were fire!!!🔥🔥🔥

But at home, she made her favorite eggs, those beat up looking, runny eggs and I hate those nasty looking fuckers. So I would nag her from the moment I woke up and eventually, she would make me some of her famous scrambled eggs.

It’s been times during my life when I think about those days, I would weep unashamedly for the little girl I used to be but now, I smile through my tears. Because I have my old cartoons to watch and the memories just flood my being. My heart and my soul. Memories that can never be erased or taken away from me.

Yesterday afternoon, I drifted into sleep, lulled by the familiar voices of those childhood cartoons. For a fleeting moment, I was no longer burdened by the weight of adulthood worries but carried back to a time when the world felt kind and slow, when laughter came easily, and worries were small enough to be forgotten. When all that I wanted was some scrambled eggs, lightly dusted with salt and pepper on a Saturday morning.