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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

What the f*#@?

Usually I don't moan and groan about the mounting debt we face with the medical necessities for Annie.  Even though we no longer have a savings I still wouldn't do it any other way.  However, Annie's parents are still alive (yes i know old as dinos, Annie 67 and Babs 86) but my g'ma is alert and kicking.  She calls Annie about once every week to week and a half.  She moans about how awful the situation is but has not once suggested any top of compensation.  Now I know what many of you are thinking,,,"WHY YOU PICKING ON A HELPLESS OLD LADY?" But the O.G. has some bank.  Back in the day, she went down to a car dealership wrote a check for 17,000 for a new car all because someone called her cheap.  That was a double up humpf.  Now,i am rarely intimidated by others but g'ma is definitely on the list.  think about a combination of archie bunker, meet arrested developments' gangy, with just a little bit of Old Dirty Bastard mixed in.  a lovely picture for anyone except for a g'ma. 
And that is how Old Babs rolls. . . .

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy? oh i forgot

Annie is always a delight to have around.  I make light of her situation, because almost daily we see a decline and are powerless to stop/reverse it.  So while i find humor in her behavior i weep for her daily.  But enough of the sadness, let's get back to the topic at hand, New Year's Day.  Jo and Annie got to our house about 2 on the 1st of january we were all set to eat too much and play some games.  Well Annie likes to sit by us when we play games, even though she has no comprehension of what is happening.  Jo brought a game called rummikub to play, basically you use plastic tiles instead of cards.  Well Annie had eaten quite a bit but obviously not done, she snatched up one of the playing pieces dipped it into dip and was about to go for it but was stopped.  Oh the wrath that followed was not pretty, we heard a high pitched yawp and then a spring for the door.  We eventually calmed her down with magical brownies,  all brownies are magical to Annie.  And so another amusing day in the life of Annie the eater