Yesterday I involuntarily uttered the word "Yip!" as I filled my mug to overflowing at the kitchen sink. I have said "Yip!" in fun to mimic my late Grandma, but never instead of my usual "shit!" Yip! was my Grandma's word, a word sputtered high-pitch in surprise. Grandma was so well-known for her word that one family of five cousins nicknamed her "Grandma Yip-Yip." At her funeral we cousins gathered at the front of the church hall and yipped in unison after the meal and time of sharing; it was our light offering on a day of heavy grief.