The family signed Grandma Anne (my Mom's mother) out of the nursing home and took her to Pizza Hut.
Allie: How are you doing?
Grandma: I could be better.
Grandma had a little bit of a cold and was unhappy with her hair. The woman who usually does her hair hasn't been back to the nursing home since her husband drowned in a vat of manure.
Mostly, she's unhappy to be at the nursing home at all. Understandable. But since she signed everything over to Uncle Kenny, we're pretty much powerless to do anything. And unfortunately, it's easy to get tired of the complaining. As Mom said to her during our Thanksgiving visit, "Well, it could be worse. You could live in Iraq."
Still, it was nice to see her. And she seemed happy to get out into the world. By the end of the meal, though, she seemed quiet and worn-out. My brother-in-law, Matt, leaned over the table and asked, "You following Rooshie basketball?"
Grandma's head popped up, and she answered in a voice more emphatic than anything she'd said all day, "You BET I do."
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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It's actually Russia basketball (Ohio has a lot of towns with foreign names: Egypt, Lima, Athens), but it's pronounced Rooshie.
You know if you're going to make a big deal out of the Rooshie thing, you could at least note that Lima is pronouced Lie-ma.
And it's really best not to talk about Versailles.
Mom: You're lucky I don't know how to delete some of those pictures.
Me: It's funny. And I don't think it's that unflattering.
Mom: One of these days I'm going to figure out how to start a blog of my own and I'll just put up embarrassing pictures of you as a kid.
drowning in a vat of manure???? what a way to go, yeeeesh.
Pizza Hut must reeeeeeally make Grandma appreciate the nursing home food more, huh?
At least it's not Pizza Hut in Iraq.
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Expand on the vat of manure accident please.
Wait, that's your mom?
I figured you had another sister we hadn't heard about yet.
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