scattered, grateful thoughts

Today, I am grateful for my grandpa. it is his 92nd birthday today; how many girls can say their grandpa is 92 and still nice? I can. My grandpa has Alzheimer’s and other health issues, and he’s not the grandpa I grew up with, but he does have his moments when he is quite funny and smiling and not in pain, and I cherish those moments. I hope that tonight he had a few such moments as we celebrated him.

Today, I’m also grateful for Downton Abbey. Helllo, where have I been? College? Oh yeah. Anywho. I’m done now, and completely hooked on this lovely British show. Augh! When does Season 3 come out, anyone? I’m almost done with 2, so there better be something to look forward to, and pronto!

Today, I’m grateful to be unpacked {mostly} and live in a semi-clean room. It will be even cleaner tomorrow, I promise, Mom!

I’m grateful to celebrate my sister’s high school graduation tomorrow. Yay! I’m grateful that I can be here for it, and that she’s done so well. Congrats, Lenny!

I’m grateful that 2 of my sisters and I all have a similar shoe size so we can share amongst ourselves. It is hysterical seeing me attempt to walk in my sis’s heels, but hey, that’s what the runway/hallway is for, right? Laughing at ourselves? We is hottttt…

moving right along

I’m grateful for friends to hang out with {3 yesterday, 1 today}, especially on my first week back. It can be a wee bit lonely at times, mainly because my sisters are still in school, but I know that this summer is going to be awesome and wonderful and my friends are fabulous.

I’m grateful for a new mattress to sleep on {thanks, Dad!} and for my foam pillow. And of course for my baby, Sylvester. I’m sure you all remember Sylvester the Looney Toon cat… see below

Well, when I was a young lass, my parents got my a pillow in the shape of his head {yeah, don’t know exactly what was going on there… my youngest sis got Taz…. she had to put her head on the black abyss that was his open mouth…. weeeeeeiiiiirrdddd}. And I've had that pillow since they gave it to me. Oh, I should say I've been sleeping on/with that pillow…. as in, more than a decade ago. Now, most normal people change pillows every couple years, I guess, and it’s not like he was my only pillow, so I feel slightly justified in that, but basically, he’s in another pillowcase so all his stuffing stays together, and I don’t so much sleep on him as I do with him in my arms….. my mom keeps threatening to burn him, but I won’t let her.
Anyways, I’m grateful that I have a Sylvester to sleep with. Goodnight, y’all!