Eduarda Guerrero

Nope, I haven't become my mother.  I've become my grandmother instead.

Eduarda Guerrero used to sit in front of the T.V., tune into some show she hated and would have arguments with it.  She would criticize jeans' models to their face and would get completely enraged at the lack of decency invading homes everywhere through that little black and white TV screen.

Maybe I don't have loud arguments with an inanimate object or people who can't hear me, and I certainly don't wait for a traffic light to turn red on me to bolt across the street and curse the drivers, but I do tune in to lame shows so I can criticize them.  Love to hate them.  In that sense, I love Britney Spears, and Christina Aguilera too...

I also think of running away sometimes and not tell anyone and show up at someone's house with a wild-eyed look saying "I ran away, don't tell anyone".  My aunt would call in a panic looking for my grandmother...  and how much would I love to have the guts to say "Go take a shit in the woods, you old goat!" to my husband just because he changed the channel.

Ah...  the wonderful things we learn from our elders about aging besides being old!  I was so young that it was all taken with humor, so as far as I knew my grandmother was the greatest comedienne of all time.  Unfortunately, I don't think she had any idea how wonderfully funny and colorful she was.  From keeping gobs of money within her sleeves, rolled up in hankerchiefs, to giving us the equivalent of $100 for candy and $1 for a new dress, she may not have been the sweet grandma one would imagine, but in my eyes she was the best.

Buenas noches, Abue.