Thursday, May 07, 2009

just letting off a little steam...

4. Four. IV. Cuatro. Quatre. Vier.

The number of times my grandmother has called me today wondering where the $*!@& is the box of Kleenex that I was supposed to bring her. My mother is on vacation in Arizona. Consequently, I have become the de facto 'go to' person for my grandmother when she needs things. Clearly, she needs her box of Kleenex RIGHT NOW. It was only yesterday that she called to tell me that she was out. I told her that I would be happy to go to the store and pick her up a box on Kleenex today. My mistake was not telling her exactly (down to the minute) when I would be arriving.

So. Two things:

1) My mother is a living saint. How does she deal with this all day? She should be canonized immediately. Forget John Paul II, my mom is way more saintly.
2) I don't want to live to be 93 years old. Read the article posted below.


  1. My Pop-pop was recently without electricity for a whole week!!! Didn't even bother to call one of his kids to let them know. My mom didn't find out until she made her weekly call to him. He'd been eating canned sweet potatoes for dinner! Apparently he hadn't paid the bill in a VERY long time...although he thinks he did. He owed upwards of $2000. Then the electric company wouldn't deem giving an elderly man his electricity back an emergency so they said it would take 24-72 hours.

    So, I know my mom would feel your pain.

  2. Oh, that's awful!! Very long time is right; $2000 is a lot of electricity. Glad to hear that your mom got it sorted out. I can't tell you how frequently in the last few months I've told Chris that the process of getting old is so difficult to watch, especially for those that mean so much.