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So the evening with the grandparents was going well; I prepared my self to be nagged about my piercings and my trip to Toronto.

Then Nana helped carry my groceries upstairs. I had quickly parent-proofed my room this morning, but I was in a hurry, so I missed a few things. I didn't worry about the poster on the back of my door (which is two girls kissing in their underwear) because I always leave my door open.

Until I got the brilliant idea of showing her what I've learned from Tae Kwon Do class. I didn't want any of my neighbors to think I was attacking my grandmother, so I shut my door.

Big oopsie.

Nana: "Heather, what's that?"
Me: "A picture of two girls kissing."
Nana: "Ew."

Then I changed the subject quickly.

Later on:
Nana: "Is that poster indicative of something?" (Apparently my grandmother likes to stick as many SAT words as she can in a conversation.)
Me: "Indicative?"
Nana: "Does it mean something?"
Me: "I just thought it was a cool poster."

What was I supposed to say?

"Whoops Nana, I meant to hide that...sorry."

So I'm positive she knows now. Oh well.