sticks, beads and strings
make wonderful, beautiful things

A little of this and a little of that

I just got through cleaning the kitchen counters. One of my older daughters helped me, one was gone to see her boyfriend and one sat on her lazy butt watching tv. I did tell her that I was making note in my book of lists that her sister was helping me while she sat on her tail, and she continued to sit. Lazy thing.

Well, ok, actually I just got through eating a sandwich for supper, which the helping daughter fixed for me after we finished the counters.

I went to see Grandmother with Mama this afternoon/evening, which trip I had forgotten I was going to take. When we got there, she was in the room where the inmates (ha) who need help eating are fed. She was trembling with cold, so Mama and I put blankets on her to warm her up. I fed her her supper when they finally brought the food. It just breaks my heart that my grandmother needs to be fed her meals. They had served hamburgers, and I looked at that, and went to the dining room and asked for the alternate. It was a pot pie, and she ate all of that. We have told them repeatedly that she is just not a sandwich person. And, besides, how do you feed someone a hamburger? She’s not gonna open her mouth for that to fit in there. Dingbats.

Her arm is very sore for some reason. In fact she spoke three times tonight, and two of them were ooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww when her arm was moved. She had a bruise on her elbow, a sore on her knee, and a large bruise on her shin. She bruises easily, very easily, and always has for as far back as I can remember, but how in the tarnation is she banging into stuff when she can’t move herself? The obvious answer is that someone is not taking proper care with her, and Lord help them if I find out who.

So, left to do before we can celebrate Christmas:
sweep kitchen, clean microwave (these will be assigned to Miss Lazy)
tidy the living room
finish the tree

HAHA, joke’s on me: The festivites are due to start around 2 tomorrow, and we are going to church in the morning.

Oh, and then there is the food to prepare for the family party tomorrow night. Good thing I have such an awesome DH, I’ll tell him what I need done, and he’ll corral most of the kids into the doing of it, while the other kids and I are prepping food in the kitchen.

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