Hot Tottie

My grandmother has been at my house for a few days now, and has a nasty cold. She's been making my mother concoct her something called a Hot Rum Tottie. I googled it, apparently it's a real thing! Yesterday was the first time she had my mom make her this drink, and I happened to come downstairs tonight just in time for her to request another. My mom takes a gob of BUTTER, puts it in a mug (after an argument over which cup she should make it in), and pours boiled water over it. She adds two shots of rum, then asks if she should put honey in like she had the night before. My grandmother has this way of talking that makes it sound like the completely rational thing you just said was actually an alien language. "NO???? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?????" She squeaks in her subtle German accent (she's squeaking because the cold has left her without a voice, yet she insists on talking constantly...it's kind of annoying...). So my mom brings her the drink, but she had taken the spoon out of the mug. Dear lord. The world is ending. My grandmother makes a fuss about this so my mom gives her the spoon and walks away. Or tries to. She gets about five steps before my grandmother squeaks, "THERE'S NO SUGAR IN THIS???" Of course my mom is completely frazzled. "Mumma! You said no honey! I asked if you-- oh forget it!" She grabs the sugar off the counter, stomps over, slams it on the table next to my grandmother and walks away. My grandmother just looks up at her with this bewildered puppydog face, and I just walked away laughing. My family is so ridiculous.