Grandmas ain't what they used to be

(I borrowed this post from my sister. Isn't she an excellent writer! She captured my mother to a T.)

My mom, is the new-era grandma. It's hard to keep up with her. Not that she gets lost, her children just cannot remember her itinerary.
Let's see, this past month, her sister from Mississippi came for a week-long visit, then those two and two other friends took off on a cruise for another week. That would tire me out, but no, not them. From there, they all took off driving to Mississippi to return the sister to home and visit. They went shopping, to the casinos and had a blast. On the way home, in the continuous rain, they made multiple stops, to ease the tension of a long trip, and to get one more visit in on the way home.
I called her last night to see about lunch this week. Let's see today is cards, tomorrow is doctor appointment, Thursday is nail and hair day, then we have art class, bridge and who knows what else to fit into the week. Maybe I can arrange a dinner.
It is absolutely fantastic that these ladies, in groups or in singles, can rampage through the countryside and enjoy every single second of it. Never a dull moment. When there is nothing else to do, they will sit and play Mexican Train, go to dinner, a movie, a play at the community college.
Now that may sound a bit selfish. (NOT) As they also do some charity/volunteer work. Stuffing bears for the police department, working in the historical museum in our town, helping supply gifts at the holidays to children and the seniors, and she is very active in her church.
Not forgetting that most of these ladies have had to deal with the passing of a spouse, medical issues and the like. The attitudes and outlook of these cuties is positive and happy.
Oh to be like my mom and her friends when I have passed another 20 years. I think she is the greatest example of a new-era grandma. Not sitting around waiting for time to pass, watching TV and letting life pass by. But taking charge of her life, living every moment of it to the fullest capacity. No whining about what I could of done, instead she runs the game of life, skidding around the bases, sliding into home plate yelling, "What a Ride! Let's do it again!"