Grandmother used in a sentence

Grandmother in a sentence as a noun

My grandmother had nothing. When she was 13, she had to drop out of school to care for 7 other children.

Esther1 was my grandmother. Esther2 was her neighbor.

My grandmother would be proud. T-shirt-gaters need to lighten the heck up.

I was about 12 years old and at home at the time along with my grandmother. We didn't know what was happening.

Or "cut the ********", as my grandmother used to say. Here are some other tips: If you have bad news, please just come right out and tell me immediately.

He went to customer service, in-store, and said "Hey, my grandmother got me this for my birthday. I already have it.

Remember: don't let your status as a power user cloud your view of how your grandmother might want to use her computer. There are FAR more 'grandmother' grade users than there are us.

Do you really think its net contribution to society is positive because of your grandmother and people like her?

A grandmother, more, and isn't even removed from office, let alone arrested. How can anyone have faith in such a system with such gross inequalities?

Publish pictures of her grandmother's jewelry to enlist a giant army of spotters. 4.

I would wholeheartedly recommend OSX or iOS to my grandmother, because she's not so good at customizing things. This blog is aimed at people who probably aren't running their OS on 99% default settings.

Married my grandmother 6 years later and raised 6 children in a 2 room flat during the depression. His entire adulthood: painted buildings with lead-based paint, installed asbestos, smoked cigarettes, and lived in Pittsburgh back when the skies were black with soot all day long.

For what it's worth, I first learned of Gagarin's death in mid-80s from my grandmother who told me, plain and simple, that his plane was caught in a jet wash of another plane. Perhaps it's good to have the cause formally declassified, but it was already a common knowledge back in Soviet times.

Publish pictures of her grandmother's jewelry to enlist a giant army of spotters. Yes, and if what was written about 'a suspect is in police custody' was nonsense then apologize for that publicly and get it behind you as soon as possible.

This life is but a breath or, as my 100-year-old grandmother said shortly before she passed on, everything that she had experienced to that point was "but a blink." When you can get to that stage and say, "no regrets" for a life well-led, you can have peace with your finite capacities and your finite existence in this world.

I sometimes wonder if my urge toward efficiency something like my grandmother's Depression-era tendency to save string? Is this kind of efficiency effectively obsolete for general-purpose programming?

My grandmother is chairwoman, my dad and I are on the board. I'm a coder working in an unrelated startup for my day job, living in SF. We’re not dinosaurs trying to bleed the system dry until our business model collapses, but at the same time I wholeheartedly acknowledge the fundamentals of the journals business are antiquated and I believe they will radically change eventually.

Those drunken photos, random pissed-off status update, smattering of professional news, and "Lost a loved one" updates followed by a photostream of your grandmother's funeral form a stilted caricature of your actual life and persona. That's why, when I want to share something significant, I do it in a form suitable for the purpose, hopefully in a way that is beneficial to the reader, and contributory to the internet, world, etc.

The cycle goes like this: Insufficient supply one year results in very high prices Everyone and his grandmother decides to plant raisins 5 years pass Theres a giant glut, and prices drop through the floor All the raisin farmers decide to ditch such a shitty product Repeat This cycle absolutely wrecks agricultural economies which are dependent on one or a handful of key exports.

Quote Examples using Grandmother

They even managed to time things well: the weekend of my grandmother's funeral, after A had been told about it, they dropped their little bomb on me. The only good thing was that they walked away without getting a single line of code that I'd written. My parting was anything but on good terms. Eventually, I wound up not pursuing the matter in court--talking it over with my attorney, it became quite clear that the legal fees of fighting them would be ruinous. That partner C was a shyster of an attorney, and all evidence suggested that they'd just try to wait out the expensive clock rather than consider settling. After all, the cost of doing so would be pretty minimal. Litigation is uncertain and expensive. Painful though it may be, you never ever litigate on principle. Not if you have any brains at all. Even though I would have likely prevailed given the facts, I would have come up horribly in the red when it was done. A pyrrhic victory and no more. Choosing not to go down that route was one of the harder decisions of my life, made all the more difficult by the knowledge that they had, quite literally, taken even my grandmother's funeral away from me.

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