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Our favorite daddy gritted his teeth and ate a big slice of a thickly frosted cake today, because it was the one his daughter picked out.

Today, we’re celebrating 26 years of The Man.

Here is to 50 more birthdays!
And a nap.

Oh, my grandma isn’t an evil wench, or anything like that. In fact, I remember my grandma being fairly patient. She was a schoolteacher, and a birdwatcher, and a gardener. Most of those things require patience.
She encouraged me to read. One of the highlights of my week as a preteen, was getting to borrow 3 or 4 books off of her shelf upstairs. Classic children’s books. Like the Ramona series, by Beverly Cleary

So, if I have so many good memories of grandma’s house, why am I dreading going over there tomorrow?

Good question.

You see, my grandma has Alzheimer Disease.
And it is progressing rapidly.
Some days are really good, and she’ll only forget a few things, like where she put the remote, or she’ll lose the thread of a conversation. Little things.
Other days….other days are not so good.

On other days, I’m not her grand-daughter. I’m That Girl.
Usually, That Girl is being mean to her. As in, That Girl won’t let her have the keys to the car. Or That Girl hid something from her, or That Girl won’t tell her where her kids are.
That Girl. What a bitch.

The other days are coming more and more often. And it’s hard to watch. It’s hard to hear my grandma not remember my name, it’s hard to see her having trouble locating the bathroom, or waiting for her grown children to come home from elementary school.
It’s HARD.

But, if it’s hard for me, how much harder is it for my grandpa? Her primary caretaker? Who’s had the cops called on him, by grandma, because she couldn’t remember who he was?

Or for my grandma? Who is slowly losing her hold on the present, and spending more and more time in the past? What terror and pain must she feel in those moments, hours and occasional days of lucidity?

So. Tomorrow, I’m going to go see my grandma. And it won’t matter if she knows who I am, or not.

Thanks again to Anne at Forever A Younger for today’s topic.

Who is your favorite/must have blogger to read?

Heh, this is a hard one. There are so many, and they are all different. It’s hard to pick which one is my favorite.
Plus, it changes constantly. But currently, the five I read the most often, in no particular order, are below.

PS I worked REALLY FREAKING HARD to narrow it down to *just* five!

Miss Britt

Redneck Mommy

Domestic Graveyard

Whiskey In My Sippy Cup

BareFoot Foodie

52) My children are inclined to getting up at 7am. This and the above cause the a lot of occasional foggy day.

53) I am a Capricorn. Born on December 31st.

54) I will try almost any food once.

55) I refuse to classify Spam as a food

56) I listen to country music. I have stopped caring about the raised eyebrows I get for listening to it.

57)I also listen to just about every other genre of music out there. Nothing causes a double take like Brad Paisley followed by Metallica.

58) I like cheese.

59) I will put salsa on anything. I use it the way some people use ketchup.

60) Speaking of ketchup, I put it on boxed mac and cheese. This never fails to gross people out.