- bossing (Hey! Let that dog out)
- grunting (uh uh uh uh uh every time she breathes)
- rambling and nosing through our things
- moving and rearranging things (a little different from just rambling, but just as annoying)
- when she says "I ain't never seen one like that"
- letting the dog in and out, repeatedly
- talking in her sleep (I ain't gone do it!)
- lying (I ain't feeding that dog)
- getting in the refrigerator (I'm a looking for my sandwich I put in here)
- stealing (for example: she takes pictures out of my frames, she washes my cute little flower pots and puts them in her room, she even washed Christopher's ash tray and took it)
- ASKING THE SAME STUPID QUESTION OVER AND OVER AND OVER
- following everything I say with "What?" or "huh?"
- getting on the kick of who handles her money and who pays her tithes
- her dying act
- NOT sleeping at night, walking the floors
- the sound of the click of that dreaded cane
- getting right down in your ear to say something "cute"
- feeding the dogs
- always thinking today is Sunday
- abusing the ice dispenser on the refrigerator door
- when she asks you for something, if you do not respond immediately, she attempts it on her own
- being nasty (no details, but you can imagine the millions of ways this occurs)
- using and over-using paper products
- obsessing over things
A journal of living with my 98 year old grandmother, day in and day out, her ramblings, my rants.
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Monday, November 8, 2010
May be a Repeat
This may be a repeat of a previous post, but it is worth a repeat. Christopher and I were at the table the other day while Moma was "busy" nosing through everything on the counters, grunting. I told him that her rambling makes me the craziest of all the crap she does. He made the point that her bossing him drives him crazy. So we began making a list, out loud, while she stood behind us rambling and grunting. So here it is:
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