*It’s a sunny-and-blue-sky day here, complete with birds chirping. I haven’t stepped outside yet, but I did peak at the forecast… supposed to be 67 degrees! ABOVE ZERO! Maybe breakfasting on the porch is in our not-so distant future, after all.
*David and I went to South Dakota to be with my grandma on Tuesday and came home Wednesday. (We left the girls here.) Wednesday, she had a good, stable day and I felt so much better seeing her. Of course, right before we were about to leave, her heart started acting up again, beating much too fast, and she spiked a fever. I felt SICK leaving her when she wasn’t stable.
*I spent all day yesterday wishing that I had sent David home and stayed in SD with Grandma. She had a horrible night and things were not looking good. It was awful not being there, not knowing what was going on, relying on people to text me with updates.
*HOWEVER, this morning I got a really good report, and while it seems that things on a critical care floor are very much “one step forward, one step back”, I’m hopeful that she is on the upswing now. I put on my best yoga pants in celebration.
*The girls got roller blades for Easter and are old pros already. They rarely step outside now without wheels strapped to their feet.
*Our cat Posie is OBSESSED with trying to get outside. If a door is open, she’s lurking nearby waiting to dart out. She spends her entire waking hour (yes, singular) every day planning her next escape.
*Luckily, she’s so docile that when she DOES get out, she’s easy to catch again. Imma bout ready to just let her be and inside/outside cat though (It’s the YEOWLING, not the escaping, that drives me to the brink). If we didn’t live on such a busy street, we would have given up the fight a long time ago.
*David left my pillows in the hotel in South Dakota (I was at the hospital when he checked out). Those pillows? Are the ONLY pillows I can sleep on without getting a sore neck, and then a migraine. The hotel HAS my pillows, a relative that is still in SD will pick them up for me, but that doesn’t help me meanwhile, now does it?
*David bought be a NEW pillow yesterday on his way home from work. I slept on it last night and have only a mildly stiff neck today. Which is better than yesterday when I had a severely stiff neck and headache. I think the new pillow has potential.
*However, the new pillow was $70. SEVENTY greenbacks. For a pillow (singular). He stopped at Kohl’s, so of course it was 50% off (isn’t everything at Kohl’s 50% off?), bringing it to $35, which is more manageable. (And I know you can do the math, sorry about that.) But still.
*Yes, I realize it makes me no better than a persnickety, elderly, crabby old lady, that I need CERTAIN PILLOWS to sleep on. What kind of fussypants bull shit is that? I hate fussypants bullshit. I am not a high maintenance person. Except when it comes to my pillows. (Well, and my uterus, when I’m pregnant. My uterus is certainly a fussypants.)
*Tonight we’re taking the girls to the high school Variety Show, which is like their choir spring concert, but with more dancing. Plus all of the seniors get to do a solo. When you live in a small town, going to the high school Variety Show is ENTERTAINMENT on a Friday night. I expect the whole town will be there.
*Did I mention that Grandma had a good night? I’m going to go cut some tulips for a vase, in celebration.