My favorite spunky old broad passed away sixteen years ago. She was my grandmother. Talk about spunky. She wasn't the physically active kind of spunky, she was the personality kind of spunky. She had the sharpest wit and the most sparkly eyes of anyone I knew. She loved life and lived it well. I miss her very much.
Let's get out there and do something nice for those spunky old broads in our lives before their magic is gone forever! Happy Spunky Old Broad Day!