I'm willing to share small tidbits of me. Who I am. What I experience. Why I do what I do. Just ramdom thoughts from me. Enjoy!
Who?
Name::Random me From::California, United States
I am a wife and mother of two boys. I work full-time in the electronics industry. It took me 6 years to graduate college (no, I'm not embarrassed-I finished, Dammit!) SJSU class of 1990. I love to cook, because I love good food. I'll pass on sweets, but will eat something with garlic or onion in a minute. I HATE cheese, except Mozzerella on pizza-and that has to be combination pizza. I hate chick flicks, but love a good thriller. My husband and I are real estate investors on the side. View my complete profile
My mother and I went to see my uncle Cleo today. My father went earlier in the morning. Cleo has 24 hour nursing care now. Finally! Cleo was significantly different today than he was on Friday. He's struggling to speak and grasping at his air and his sheets. He seemed to calm down when we put the football game on.
Man, his expression is so sad.. it breaks my heart.
When we arrived my great aunt had the Kirby salesman cleaning her carpet for FREE. She made it very clear to the young man she wasnt buying a Kirby vacuum cleaner, (because she's CHEAP) but the shampoo was free, so she had her carpets cleaned...right there in her living room while her husband lays there dying in his hospital bed in the living room. ::insert eyeroll here:: That bugged me! I mean, can the man have some peace?!
This whole situation is utterly ridiculous. Just when I think she's reached the heighth of "ridiculous-ness", she get "ridiculouser".. I realize that is not a even word, but it sooooo applies.
Unfortunately, my mother and I cut our visit short, well if you call 1 hour short. My great aunt starts babbling on about yet another person trying to rip her off and my mother just cant stomach it. I've learned to just nod my head and not comment. No one is trying to steal from her and no, her neighbors are not breaking into her garage to wash and dry their clothes on her dime.
If I havent made it clear, my great aunt thinks every person she encounters is going to steal from her. She keeps her money rolled up in a handkerchief pinned to the inside of her too big bra. What is that all about?
I'll make another visit to Cleo tomorrow afternoon. It's amazing how attached I've gotten to him in these past few months. He's actually gotten used to me being around and seems to look forward to my visits.
Posted by Random me ::
10:11 PM ::
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