Happy Birthday Nana

With her third red, white and blue paper cup of Budweiser Beer in hand, my eighty-five year old nana says, "I want great grandchildren!"
My 24-year-old unemployed fiance, Scott responds with, "How about we wait until after the wedding." "You better.” She says. “I was a dutiful wife. I was a good provider again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again


and again." She laughs when she says this. Nana is as surprising as thunder and lightning in the early morning.