About Oh Really Shelly

It all started with two cups and one bright conversation between a grand daughter and her grandmother. On weekends, my Grandmother Shelly would pick me up for our rescheduled school age gossip and weekly talks of what was learned in our community, history and family scrabbles. My grandmother would dress posh and I in my young 9 year old dress while we sit down and wait for our breakfast in a fancy Chicago restaurant. She would sip sweet smelling coffee while I sip tea and admire her emily post stature and prepare for her exciting conversation. As I begin to discuss my elementary school drama, she would look excited and say "OhReallyShelly"? I would reply with "ReallyShelly" to confirm the excitement and adventure we shared. I dedicate all of our worldly conversations to the best grandmother a young girl could ever ask for. Read their story