Tonight we celebrated my husband's birthday, which is actually tomorrow. I bought him an ice cream cake. Moma loves ice cream. When I cut her a piece, she said exactly the same thing she said last week when I cut her a piece of Seth's ice cream cake....."Ice cream cake? I don't think I've ever seen an ice cream cake" "This is the first cake like this I've ever seen." We tried reminding her that she had some just like this last week, but she said, "Why didn't you tell me?". God love her.
It has been a day or so since my last posting, so let me catch you up. She is feeding my dogs like a maniac because she is sure that we are starving them. She feeds them a little of everything. If we catch her, she sneaks in later and takes stuff out of the refrigerator. Joy caught her taking the wieners out of the wieners and kraut the other day to feed them. Joy told her to stop, and she said, "You can just kiss my ass". Well! How precious that my grandmother is cursing out the very people who are caring for her. Sweet. Oh another little precious thing she has started doing.....her bedside potty has become a combination potty and garbage can. She puts everything from soiled diapers to cans in there, and then......on top of it. Oh yes she does. Nice.
The sad part about all of this is that she would DIE a thousand deaths if in her right mind she knew she had done these things. I mean, we never discussed our potty habits with family much less strangers. She informed Kim Gilbert about her hemorrhoids. Pleasant, huh?
Well tune back in for another Moma update.
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