week in wisconsin/illinois
okay, so saturday night, grandpa died. so sunday, we all come driving up to illinois and stayed at my other grandmas house. and then then on monday we all came to my cousins house.
so anyways. grandpas second wife, sally, has these two kids. and they have spawn. lots of offspring. and we dont exactly like each other.
soooo. the funeral director tells us that we can have a poster board of pictures of grandpas life on either side of the casket at the visitation. that makes two posters. one for each family. soooo its become a competition between families to see whos can look better. so the grankids on this side have totally taken over, and if any of you have ever seen what my sisters artistic talents are, you know we're gunna kick some major ass. yeah, fun week. so first craziness: the funeral is a competition
plus, there are two one year olds and a five year old running around screaming at all times. and none of them listen. i'm going nuts.
okay, so what else is crazy. oh yeah. grandpa used to owe a lot of people a lot of money. so my mom is making britton be a bouncer for the visitation as well as the funeral. a BOUNCER. theres a lot more to this story, but i cant get into the mans entire life right now, he was old.
speaking of which. he died from a lot of stuff. like the 15-20 heart attacks hes had, or the strokes, and the diabetes. so it wasnt exactly unexpected, but i cant say that that made it any less shocking. we've made this trip 1001 times on false alarms, and it still hasnt really sunk in that this is it. everyone is okay until one person starts crying and then we're all gone.
good news--grandma is doing well. we saw her today for lunch and she wasnt being senile. she was alert and coherent and stuff. so thats all good news.
anyways. the visitation is on wednesday (the day that i should be getting my temps), the funeral is on thursday (6 degree weather and we're gunna be at the grave site!). after that we dont have school til next tuesday, so i have NO idea when i'll be home. so all i can say is this is going to be, and already is, one hell of a week. between fueding families (not the game show...) and funerals, and babies, and pregnant cousins, and depressed parents, and only one nicholas sparks book (which my mother keeps stealing from me to read which makes me mad cuz i only got to chapter nine in that hour i had to read that i was also singing with my sister to beatles and texting people. ugh)
oh! you can text me, but as of right now, my cell has NO battery. i'm going crazy. or if you leave messages to imabandgeek104 it will go straight to my cellular, and i can answer you! or you can just sit around waiting for me to get on here all the time but i dont know how promosing that is, because depending on where i am depends whether i have high-speed or dial up. and if i only have dial-up then i have to be on sweethang1574. just to confuse all of you i'll add another sn in here. if you'd like to email me, send it to ss89maggie@aol.com. i think you now have ALL of my sn's except the one that i use only when i'm mad at people. and i cant give you that one. plus even if i did, it would be pointless cuz i dont know the password.
now that you know all of that, i think i'm done. i'm out, whatever. but i've typed a lot.
so anyways. grandpas second wife, sally, has these two kids. and they have spawn. lots of offspring. and we dont exactly like each other.
soooo. the funeral director tells us that we can have a poster board of pictures of grandpas life on either side of the casket at the visitation. that makes two posters. one for each family. soooo its become a competition between families to see whos can look better. so the grankids on this side have totally taken over, and if any of you have ever seen what my sisters artistic talents are, you know we're gunna kick some major ass. yeah, fun week. so first craziness: the funeral is a competition
plus, there are two one year olds and a five year old running around screaming at all times. and none of them listen. i'm going nuts.
okay, so what else is crazy. oh yeah. grandpa used to owe a lot of people a lot of money. so my mom is making britton be a bouncer for the visitation as well as the funeral. a BOUNCER. theres a lot more to this story, but i cant get into the mans entire life right now, he was old.
speaking of which. he died from a lot of stuff. like the 15-20 heart attacks hes had, or the strokes, and the diabetes. so it wasnt exactly unexpected, but i cant say that that made it any less shocking. we've made this trip 1001 times on false alarms, and it still hasnt really sunk in that this is it. everyone is okay until one person starts crying and then we're all gone.
good news--grandma is doing well. we saw her today for lunch and she wasnt being senile. she was alert and coherent and stuff. so thats all good news.
anyways. the visitation is on wednesday (the day that i should be getting my temps), the funeral is on thursday (6 degree weather and we're gunna be at the grave site!). after that we dont have school til next tuesday, so i have NO idea when i'll be home. so all i can say is this is going to be, and already is, one hell of a week. between fueding families (not the game show...) and funerals, and babies, and pregnant cousins, and depressed parents, and only one nicholas sparks book (which my mother keeps stealing from me to read which makes me mad cuz i only got to chapter nine in that hour i had to read that i was also singing with my sister to beatles and texting people. ugh)
oh! you can text me, but as of right now, my cell has NO battery. i'm going crazy. or if you leave messages to imabandgeek104 it will go straight to my cellular, and i can answer you! or you can just sit around waiting for me to get on here all the time but i dont know how promosing that is, because depending on where i am depends whether i have high-speed or dial up. and if i only have dial-up then i have to be on sweethang1574. just to confuse all of you i'll add another sn in here. if you'd like to email me, send it to ss89maggie@aol.com. i think you now have ALL of my sn's except the one that i use only when i'm mad at people. and i cant give you that one. plus even if i did, it would be pointless cuz i dont know the password.
now that you know all of that, i think i'm done. i'm out, whatever. but i've typed a lot.