  Apparently, my grandma is still getting used to the idea that I'm living on my own. I sent her a Christmas card, and she excitedly called my mom to tell her about it. Grandma: "I got a card from Chrissy! " Mom: "Oh, you did? " Grandma: "From her house! " She then proceeded to read aloud my address as written on the envelope. I guess the older you get, the lower your "cause for excitement" bar is set. 
