I have had the strangest week. It started off with two days off which were spent waiting for news about my grandma and hanging out with family. On Wednesday, I go to the grand old SF zoo with fifteen three and four year olds and then find out that my grandma has died. As I am getting ready for the funeral I have to watch the season finale of Lost. I leave SF with my brother in the morning and go to Miller for the visitation, I get to see my family which was nice. Everyone was in the same mindset as me I think, half relieved yet sad to say goodbye. I got to be a pallbearer at the funeral which was on Friday, yes a real one. After the funeral I helped my mom and uncles fill out the thank you letters and do other final work. I came back to Brookings with my parents and stayed the night on the couch. On Saturday, my brother drove me back to SF and I did absolutely nothing. This morning, my parents came up to go to a graduation brunch for a (I was going to say boy- but really he's a) man I babysat from when he was 3 till about 9 or so. I feel so old- I was only 12 when I first started babysitting him, but still it's the principle of it. Crazy stuff.
After that we went on a shopping spree. We really didn't spend that much money in the realm of things, but it was fun. It's a material world and I am a material girl. I brought my parents out to supper to celebrate their anniversary since they didn't get too. We went to the Texas Roadhouse and I used up my gift card that I got for Christmas. It was really delicious, we hadn't eaten there before. It was way too much good food. Anyway, now I'm back and in major need of cleaning up my apartment. Thank goodness I have another day to kind of center myself. Happy Memorial Day!
I'm still trying to get over the Lost finale, which I struggled to hear over the major static sound that was blasting. I like the picture of Charlie and Desmond- even though I'm still in denial that he is gone for good. No!!!!!!
