My Grandmother and a car full of manuer

Yesterday my grandmother and I headed out to an art festival at the apple orchard. We drove with the top down on my little red car and big band music playing just a little too loud. She told me about her red convertible called "the tomato can" which she had purchased from a farmer during the 50's (I think). He had used it to haul manure on the farm. After cleaning it out she and her limited budget painted the inside of the trunk with bright green leftover paint as well as repaired a leaky hose with a band-ade. My great grandfather once told her that it looked as if someone had painted it with a broom.

I started laughing as I told her we may need to pull over somewhere along the line and put some water in my car. It runs pretty well but in our jalopy of an economy I have purchased a jalopy of a vehicle that runs well but has a few quirks.

She also gave me all of her dress patterns from years past including one from 1949. It was the top she was wearing on her first date with my grandfather. We have both always worn around the same size and lucky for me she has had some pretty and classic taste throughout the years. Grandma has always been stunning in beauty, even at 79 years old. I would say she rivals any of the movie stars from the movies of the 40's and 50's.

I would love to share the great conversations we have had but I'm afraid I couldn't do them justice. Instead I would like to ask you the question that she asks me every few years. What is the one word that best describes you? My answer is always "clever" as it is a nice way of saying quick witted and smart mouthed. Grandma is always "fun". So, what is the one word that best describes you?