I have great memories every time I make myself a homemade ice cream milkshake. Everytime I drink one memories of my Granny making them for me as a small child pop into my head. I think about her everytime I make myself a homemade milkshake type malt. I miss her.
Oh yeah especially when they act like grandmother's... Like selfless and definition of sweet... My grandma's name was marylin and she scared the crap out of me but made me love her forever...
