blob

i had to ask my grandma a question.
a question about asparagus {but that is irrelevant to the story}.
i called up her house.
my grandpa answered.
the conversation went as followed:

me: hi grandpa! is grandma there?
grandpa: no. she's over at your mom's house.
              reading your blob.
me: my blob?
grandpa: yeah. your blob. or your glob.
              whatever you call it.


i'm not sure, but i think he meant blog.
i sure love my grandpa.