Here's my reason

I haven't blogged in a week. My computer crashed so I had to buy another. The hubs hooked all the cords up to the back and moi got us online. I am now using picassa, thank you my fab friend downunder, Lizzy. No pics today, having an "interesting time" downloading in a new format, yadda, yadda. But I have to tell you why I may need bail money next Monday!

Every Monday I go to her house where we quilt, lie to each other and just generally be girlfriends. We do have a wee space in our ages, but we fellowship just fine. She "gets" me and I "get" her. My bff is 83, the one I am making the paperdoll quilt for.

We were sitting in her expansive sewing room today, sewing along, when she said she needed to go into the next room and write something down for her grocery list. She waits for one of her daughters to come every Wednesday, most months anyway, to take her to Wallyworld to shop. She did make the comment that it pretty well sucks to be her and depend on her daughter to take her shopping.

This is the conversation:

Me: so you only go shopping every Wednesday?
Bff: yes, unless I want to brave the roads to drive to Walmart on my own.
Me: how about if I come over next Monday am and take you into Dallas, we go to Krogers, we do a bit of shopping then go to this killer Chinese buffet. Heck, if we aren't careful, we might hit Hooters too!
Bff: oh, Hooters, I heard about that place.
Me: yep, the girls have big hooters but they say the chicken wings are yummo.
Bff: well, I think I need to see that.
Me: cool.

So here's the deal. When is the last time you took your grandmother to Hooters? And yes, I am taking my camera and buying her THE t-shirt! Could be fun...wanna go with us?

Lolo....nuff said

My bff Lo went back to work at place near my house. We worked together there for a few years. It was, without doubt, the best time I have had in my nursing career. Have you ever worked with someone you just meshed with...someone that KNEW what you were thinking before you thought it? Someone you would put your life in their hands? That's my bff Lolo. And when I found out she was the same age as my daughter, that just made it better. Kind of like working with your daughter in an objective way...if that makes sense. She lives a few hours from me and I don't get to see her often, so this is a bonus. She used to sleep here every Sunday, when we worked together, and eat dinner together with Big Daddy, then we would go back to work again. I hope she stops to see me in the morning. It is Sunday and we like to hold services, Church on the Porch. Good times.

Lolo's little friend Gracie Mae...I am babysitting...since Nov of last year, lol!