Yes, today is sister Sandy's birthday. Whoo Whoo! Since she is officially as old as dirt, heaven help sister Karen, who is even older. (Jeepers, did I say that out loud?) Anyhoo, Sandy, the quote for today is especially for you.
Hospice brought some things out to make little Ma more comfortable. Zonna and Nina have been taking turns spending the night with her, and Lon is up there to assist . You couldn't ask for three more wonderful, amazing kids. Nina even took a leave of absence from her job to devote as much time as possible with her mother. Family and friends have "pulled their wagons into a circle" for us.
LATEST ANNOYING HAIR REPORT: I personally think that I now look like a huge, fluffy Q-Tip. Niece Tina and I were discussing what path I should take in the future, concerning my "do". The spikey top is going over pretty good with almost everyone (except Lon), but I would like it longer in the back. As we talked, we realized that if I keep it short on top and grow it longer in back, well . . . don't they call that style a MULLETT??????
Ewwwwww. Anyway, the longer it gets, the fluffier it is getting and then it will probably look like a dandelion gone to seed.
My previous post comments about the wonders of a microwave, got me to thinking about my very first one. It was approximately the size of a Volkswagen Beetle, took up about half of my counter space in the kitchen, and sounded like someone was running a boat motor, whenever we turned it on. It was supposed to miraculously bake a big meatloaf in twenty minutes. Yeah, it baked it. It baked to the consistency of a hard brick. That sucker cost five hundred bucks which was absolutely a huge amount for us at the time. Oh, the good old days.
I DID NOT venture into town on Black Friday, simply because I did not want to fight rockem sockem with all the frantic bargain hunters. Years ago, I tried going the day after Thanksgiving. K's Merchandise was having an early morning special on Precious Moments figurines and I wanted to get one for Jenna. After getting up at the butt-crack of dawn, then wedging my body into a packed store, I came upon a woman standing in front of the PM display. She had a cart parked next to the shelves and was using her arm to sweep all the boxed pieces off into her cart. Bummer. I didn't get one.
Okay, so now it's on to getting ready for Christmas.
REALLY - GOD BLESS US ALL!!!!!!