Do you remember when you were little & loved going to grandmas? I do. My favorite thing was the candy, cakes and just the food grandma made from scratch. My grandmother was always so good to me & gave me anything I ever wanted. Grandmas are almost perfect. I say almost because that sweet old lady doesn't stay that way.

I want to introduce you to my grandmother. Here is her bio. Her name is Maggie, she is a perfectionist, she's organized & loves to cook. She also is manipulative, a liar, measures the food she cooked for you so that you won't be able to "pinch an inch" as she calls it.

What makes these sweet old ladys make you cakes when your young and go mental when you have children of your own?

Recently I moved in with my grandmother so that I could help her take care of my sickly grandfather. Since I have arrived five months ago I have been on a verge of a nervous breakdown. Who knew one little old lady could do that much damage.

I'm told when to bathe & put my daughter to sleep. When to brush my own teeth in the morning. When to eat & when to feed my daughter. (I promise you that baby isn't underfed you can tell I do a good job. She is 20 months old, barely two feet tall and weights in at 34 pounds.)

I'm also reminded everyday to take my birth control, high blood pressure medication, when to give my daughter her allergy medicine. What to wear, what to dress my daughter in. When I can go to my fiance's, when I can see my mother. Forced in to church on Sundays (oh yeah she doesn't even go to church.)

Then yesturday it took the cake. I was getting ready to head out to my fiance's & the little old "devil" says to me when your over there with your daughter don't let your finace (which is her father) get her to sleep without you in the room. You can't trust men & he might do something to her.

This lady is sick! She is trying to put in my head that men will try sexual things with children. It's her own father for christ sakes. When I was young she tried this same shit with my mother. I think there is something wrong in this womans head.

Then today after my daughter laid down for her nap. I was looking for my cigerettes and I saw a photo album laying on the table. I opened it up & it's my pictures. I mean pictures of my daughter since birth that I took myself. She took them & put them in an album for my daughter when she gets older. I don't think it's her place to do that. For one their my pictures, number two I've been working on the same type of photo album for her before she was born. From the time I got pregnant until now.

What is up with this lady? I swear if I didn't know better I would start to think she was trying to take my place as my daughters mother. It's like everyday she is trying to squeeze me further away. Like she is trying to push me out of the picture.

Sometimes I swear I could strangle her. If it wasn't for my grandfather I wouldn't be here. She is basically clincally insane. The bad part is I'm stuck here until I finish college. The worse part is she is only 63 she as a few more years left to drive me crazy.