probably won't crack anyone's shit up...

Jul 01, 2006 11:50

I just had one of the most depressing conversations with my mom ever.  She's starting to sound weary like my grandma.  There's this tone that they both have now.  A tone that says "I really don't know what to do".  Ugh.  My aunts are giving my grandma trouble about caring for my grandpa who is sort of getting kicked out of the nursing home.  After two months insurance stops paying so it's imperative to be out of there after two months.  Luckily they're giving him some intensive rehab for the next two or so weeks to get him ready.  I guess that I had hope that there would be a magically perfect answer by now.  Something that would be just right to do for them.  But we haven't thought of it yet.  I wish that my aunts would stop treating my grandma like an outsider.  She's been married to my grandpa for 35 years.  That's not nothing.  Tomorrow will probably be the most awkward baby shower in the history of showers.  Just tension all around.  I'm very angry with my aunts (well 2/3 and one was already had the title aunt removed) for messing with my grandma.  She's almost 80 and doing way too much to take care of my grandpa without any help from them. I feel bad right now because I've been wrapped up in school and out of the fray with my family.  I feel like if there's pain or stress I should be a part of it.  I know that my parents aren't upset with me.  I was a fabulous nursing home granddaughter until school started.  But it doesn't seem right to be removed from it.

My grandma Rebb has been dead for five years, yesterday.  That seems so impossible.  I can tell you where I was five years ago today.  I was buying funeral clothes with my grandma Lydia while my parents made the arrangements.  My grandma Lydia was so much healthier then.  The five years made a big difference in her too.   The only main difference in me is a missing gall bladder and a college degree.  I guess a high school diploma too.  I still miss her sometimes.  And a family lives in her house.  And Hudson's changed to Marshall Field's and is changing again to Macy's.  Wow, I really added some Michigander "s's" to those.  At least they claim that there'll still be Maurice salads.  Because not much reminds me more of her than a Maurice salad.

Okay, I need to be happy.  This is a holiday weekend.

In other news, Blanche was a lot of fun at the Tastefest.  We played "spot the hipster" and "spot the old guy in boat shoes" and "spot the Abercrombie kid".  Because, of course, Lindsy, Ro and I were the perfect combination of being awesome and not trying too hard.  And that's with Ro having made up her name.  Still not trying too hard.  I wish that I had the face for gingham dresses and short bangs.  I think that'd be a fun person to be.

I'm turning over a new leaf today.  Doing homework early.  Crazy huh?  I have a lot due next week and those subject tests on Saturday.  I really haven't gotten a handle on the schedule for this yet.
Previous post Next post
Up