Kittens, I have not felt like doing ANYTHING in the past few days. Okay, that’s my usual state of being, but this week it’s been even worse. I haven’t felt like reading or watching television, or even surfing the internet. I don’t even know who I am anymore!
The culprit is a crushing headache I’ve had since Monday. I’m not sure what’s causing it, but I’ve narrowed it down to A) sleeping on my mom’s pillows which are the approximate shape of beach balls, B) driving home instead of sleeping prone in the passenger seat like I normally do, or C) the lack of caffeine I’ve endured since Monday.
Whatever it is – my back is KILLING me. I was thinking this morning about all my pains and sorrows and I was reminded of a conversation my mother and I had this weekend. As you may know, my grandmother turned 100 this past weekend.
That’s her in the middle of all her beautiful grandchildren. And AmmoGuy.
There was a bunch of people there and lots of food – everything was great except that it was 117 degrees. Everyone was wilted and sweaty by the end of the day – everyone but Granny. She sat quietly, enjoying the attention and as my mother said, “never complained, not once. In fact, Granny NEVER complains.” Obviously I take after the other side of the family.
Family came from all over the US to be with Granny on her special day. It was awesome to connect with everyone, catch up on each others lives, and just hang out together with all of the fun relatives.