The laundry is done, mystery meet and greet


Grandma seems to be done folding laundry.  My uncle said after she went to sleep yesterday, she would feel for the edge of the sheet, find the hem side like she was going to fold it.  Dad says she was a lot more coherent today.

My husband won tickets to a bull riding and a “meet-and-greet” the night before (which was tonight).  Well, the bull riding is tomorrow and you all know what else is tomorrow.  You don’t?  Seriously, you don’t follow Nebraska football?  Well the Big 12 Championship game is tomorrow and we play Texas in Dallas.  Apparently this is not a game to be missed, even for bull riding.  We gave the tickets to the only non-Nebraska-football-yet-cowboy friend we have and we went to the meet-and-greet.  Who do ya spose we meeted-and-greeted?  Bullriders?  Eh, not them.  We got to meet the bullfighter (clown) who was really nice and personable, and the DJ.  A stock contractor and another guy also showed up for the free grub.  Neither of them were in any kind of shape to ride bulls, but one said his semi had 2 million miles on it.  Two other couples won tickets to the meet-and-greet, one was a no-show, and the other gal who won brought a friend. I actually knew of them both.  They were writers.  Romance writers, so they pumped the bull fighter for information about the circuit so they could use it in future books.  He told them he didn’t have much information about romance, it was fun to watch. We went to the bar later and I pumped them for freelance advice before they started finding bullriders to interview.  They were Julie Miller and Sherry (Siwinski) James, for you romance readers.  I got to meet-and-greet writers instead of riders!  Then we bought groceries.  It was a fun date.

I found one of Sherry’s books on Amazon.  I just can’t bring myself to read it, it sounds…eh…not like my kind of book.  I should just read it, it is not like it is going to shock my sensibilities.  It would look much better for me if I could say I had read one next time I see Sherry (because I do every few months).  I just can’t see me reading Studs for Hire: Woman on Top.  Can you?  I can’t see me trying to explain the title to my now-literate daughter.  Maybe I could make a cover from a grocery sack or something.  If you read it, please let me know if I should.  Julie writes for Harlequin.  I am scared to look for her books; she’s written 39.


Grandma with kids


Here is Grandma with Paul (and Lolly as he keeps reminding me…Lolly is how you say Lovey if you are Paul).  Lolly is in our Christmas pictures this year. grandma 001grandma 004 And Grandma with Jane and her dolly Lily.  Jane has a bird on a pinecone.  Her teacher gave it to her to celebrate surviving “Bb” week.




I talked to my Dad and my uncle today.  Poor Grandma.  She seems to be symbolically straightening her life out.  She started folding her sheets yesterday afternoon.  She is still in the hospital, and bedfast so I guess it would be the top one and maybe the blanket too.  She would finish and the nurse would cover her back up and Grandma would start over again.  She is pretty disoriented so they have someone sit with her all night.  All night long Grandma stayed up folding her sheets, the nurse would replace them and she would start over again.  If only she made house calls, there would be no need to worry about starting over, it never ends here.  (I suppose it would be tacky for the hospital to supply her with new unfolded sheets throughout the night.  They probably have labor laws or something.)  Grandma is an excellent folder, she is very methodical and used to even iron her sheets.  I guess she slept pretty much all day today.  I hope she doesn’t get her days and nights mixed up.  She is scheduled to move to the nursing home from the hospital by tomorrow. 

Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deutoronomy…


After I finished Mr Biswas, (some nut-job requested that right away on PBS; I asked her to let me know what she thought when she was done) I read several quickie books, including a perennial favorite, Red Sky at Morning.  I seem to have set down my Bible though…and I have just a month left!  I am on about November 15 and still have a chunk of Isaiah to get through.  These prophets are kicking me in the butt.  I find myself just running my eyes over the words and thinking completely unrelated thoughts.  Not really fair to God or Ezekiel or me for that matter.  The New Testament is much easier to read than I thought it would be.  I have already done a Bible study on Revelation, so I am not worried about that book, but Daniel is coming up and he should be good.  I just need to get there now.  I feel like I should be understanding the symbolism in the prophets, and maybe that is where I go wrong.  If I just accepted that I don’t understand it, and won’t without some serious studying, I could get through.  I read all, and I do mean all 15 or whatever of those Left Behind books.  They got a lot of their material from Ezekiel I think.  Actually I discovered Janet Evanovich that same year, so I read about 12 or so of her books on top of the 15…and that was before I started keeping track.  All 27 were quick reads too.

My grandma moved from her home to a nursing home last month, then I guess she fell out of bed and broke her hip.  Please keep her in your prayers.  She is old, I know, and I got a chance last month to spend some good time with her, but I hope she heals okay and without too many complications.  I am not ready to say goodbye.


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