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Discussion in 'Random Ramblings' started by granny hatchet, Mar 9, 2014.
he has to be back to lex august 3 his school starts the fifth
i remember that too i stayed alot with my grannys when school went out..so much fun
I spent tons of time with my grandma too. she was an awesome woman.. We lived with her for a while yr. or so and she died holding my hand soo many years later. The in between was great. we would go for walks, try to cook. hahaa she was a great cook , i was hopeless. her apple jelly was the bomb. I made some a couple yrs. ago. not too shabby. she was bit by a copperhead twice and survived to laugh about it. Her "remedy" saved her life. drink some, pour some on the wound. Million stories about her.
@chickenlady , it keeps bothering me about what you said. something like having a boring life. I am going to step on some toes here. Life is what you make it. If you look at it like its boring then it will be. You have to make your own fun girl ! get on the ball and go do something you know to be stupid . There are literally millions of things to get into. go plant a tree where there absolutely no reason for a tree to be there, dye yr hair pink then wonder why, flirt with your man then hide, bake a cake and knock on a strangers door. The memories will last you a lifetime. My life is no different then yours, I just run my mouth about it. thats my fun, making others laugh... well, trying to anyway.. With that being said, GS and myself saw a sign from god. well, from a church anyway. free back pack and school supplies. so, we went today and the church was locked up tight there was a building in the same parking area and we went over there to see if they might know what was what. So happens that was the place we needed to be. I thought cool, at least my dd will save for one brat. Konner says, I have 5 brothers ! We left there with supplies for all of them. 5 back packs too. and a box of crayons for baby. I get very nervous in church and I told everyone in there God bless you, thank you. Isnt that what the preacher is supposed to say ? couldnt just a simple thank you had been enough ? No, I dont go to church so i dont know the proper language of the bless yous. Walking out the door i stumbled. It hurt.. It came out of my god bless you mouth before i knew what i was saying. Only this time I used the word god blank it and foot. My GS was mortified.
So many memories of days I was sick (or at least convinced mom I was sick) and got to spend the day at my grandma's house --- it always involved those multi-colored mini marshmallows and spending time out in her "shop" with her and the other old ladies that would gather every day to paint ceramics (she ran her own business making(as in pouring/moulding/firing and selling ceramic pieces for painting and teaching classes on it).....oh, and hearing The People's Court and various daytime game shows in the background. I think I learned more in those days than all the days spent actually in school.
Hope he follows through !
LOL - I got home two nights ago and realized I had one of those little "sign here" flags stuck on my butt......Lord knows how long I had walked around the office (where I obviously picked it up), stopped at Kroger, stopped for Polar pops and then had been home for a good half an hour around DH and the kids --- all with that stupid thing right there on my butt.
Most of my time growing up we lived in different provinces from all the extended family so I didn't get super close to anyone :/ we lived a bit closer when we were in high school (they were about two hours away) but by then I got so jaded about hearing how awesome the other grandchildren were and seeing all their pictures in the apartments...meah.
My Oma (dads mom) really screwed things up with me about six or seven years ago too. I only speak to her occasionally for my dad...she's said things that just can't really be forgiven or forgotten.
Sad thing is...any family if we ever have kids...will probably be the forgotten ones too...since all the family is in Ontario (Canada) on my side...and we're in California.
Things are pretty borked with hubs' side of the family too. Oh well. At least we got our own crew of people...got our own core crew of friends that we're doing more together (course two of these ladies I think enjoy the fact that I'll go off with their toddlers and entertain them...two of the ladies have two kids each, the third is on her first...so one family has a 2.5 year old and a 2 month old, the other is 2 years and shy of two months, the other is five weeks old...I'm living vicariously through them all...since...well....it's complicated)
Done that so many times....
Got DD home - drove down and picked her up on Tuesday evening......she's definitely not herself, but all notes from the doctors in her paperwork indicate they expect a good eventual recovery. She has LOTS of headaches, her eyes are still extremely sensitive to light, balance is off, memory sucks and she is SOOOOO tired - but she is home!! We can deal with all of this - all they can tell us is it's just a waiting game because there is still swelling in her brain and until that has all resolved we won't really know what, if any, is long-term damage vs. just a symptom caused by the swelling. One of the long-term worries I had was with regards to the fact that the ARMY is such a huge part of her long-term life plans, and how she is paying for all of her school - both under-grad and vet school - so if she ends up with permanent damage that would preclude her from service that would be out the window too (not to mention if the damage is enough to nix the ARMY it would also nix her being able to be a vet) --- but so far everyone involved thinks that is a very, very, very slim chance *and* it won't even be evaluated for two full years during which her scholarship is still being honored so she has two years to recover and be re-evaluated before there would be any risk of having to figure out a Plan B. Just hoping once she gets back up to school she's able to deal with her classes and whatnot, we shall see.