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Title: Grandma Post by hdbngr on Nov 7th, 2003, 10:40am Well, I have returned from my visit to West Virginia. Highlights of the visit with our Mom / your Grandmother: 1. Smoke detector batteries replaced and alarms successfully tested. Despite a lot of advice on how I was putting the batteries in backwards, not seating them properly in the units and so forth, we managed to accomplish fixing the two alarms in only twenty minutes. (I was only told I was "more bullheaded than your dad" twice during the process.) 2. The "Great War Over Leaf Control" did not break out although hostilities flared upon occasion. For those of you not up-to-date on this crisis, the neighbor across the road has a tree that is directly across from her yard. Leaves are falling from this tree. They are hitting the ground. Wind moves them. Sometimes this movement carries them against her fence or into her yard. This is a plot to make her yard look bad, and the neighbors are deliberately not gathering up their leaves so this happens. I made the following observations: a. Leaves are, in fact, falling to the ground. b. The rest of the neighbor's yard has clearly been raked and the amount of leaves under this particular tree are about what you would expect in a day or so's falling. c. The neighbor is not gathering up the leaves multiple times per day as expected. d. Some leaves are blowing into her driveway. I personally counted eleven during my scouting / factfinding mission. Mom / Grandmom "spoke" to the neighbors about this travesty, and they mostly appeared confused. Later she swept the leaves back into their yard. She is also contemplating the purchase of a leaf blower to blow them back on a more routine basis. (I also found that this neighbor was a particularly low life, low life because he regularly bagged up his garbage and left it in the dumpsters at the Middle School early in the morning to avoid paying for its pick-up in front of his house. Apparently, garbage pick-up in WV is sufficiently expensive to justify this expenditure of effort. I shuddered to think how this information was obtained and did not ask.) 3. I gave the dog a bath using vet-supplied shampoo. Shasta and I enjoyed the diversion. All issues with the dog over the next six months will, of course, be the result of this bath so I take full responsibility ahead of time. 4. We had lunch downtown. Mysteriously, we ordered a pizza each and received two pizzas although "they should have known they were too big for two people to eat and are ripping us off". Took leftover pizza home although "I can't eat pizza because of my sugar". (I noticed Sunday morning that some of the pizza had been consumed overnight by gremlins without a sugar problem. Saturday night I also noticed the consumption of a large quantity of ice cream by both the lady and the dog of the house - sugar free I'm sure.) 5. While at lunch, and after repeated urgings by my dining companion, I interrupted the meal of a young couple in the restaurant to straighten a picture on the wall near them. They seemed fine with it after my companion told them "I'm a grandmother and was afraid that was going to fall on your head". (The physics of the situation seemed to make that unlikely, but.....) My companion also remarked quite loudly on the tattoes sported by a couple of women with a bunch of bikers who had stopped at the bar / grill combination. (My injuries were minor and only resulted in a "treat and release" situation.) 6. I was taken on a "look over the fence" tour of Jim and Betty Beeman's backyard. Various items were pointed out to me as being a) Junky looking, b) the result of the parties they have all the time and c) purchased by money "who knows where they get it". (I refrained from adding "Who cares?") I was also educated on the history of "that truck" which I had heard before but this time had FBI involvement of a sort I could not really follow. Apparently "that truck" is from the same blood line as King's Christine since it "killed your dad". 7. I was asked "You sure you wouldn't like a cup of coffee" at least once every ten minutes - and that is absolutely no exaggeration. My responses to this began as "I don't drink coffee" to "No thanks" to "I've already had enough". Many other adventures and enlightenments also occurred, some of which awakened me from a deep sleep or were passed along while I was in the bathroom attending to other matters. Unfortunately (and mercifully), most have already slipped my mind. She did complain about no one coming to see her, having no friends, the neighbors not talking to her and having trouble sleeping. Aside from the possible involvement of the pizza/ice cream/coffee combination in her sleep problems, I was astounded at the other revelations and could offer no possible alternatives. Love Gary / Dad PS - I meant to send you all postcards saying "Wish you were here" but my hand was shaking too badly to write. |
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