Morning Musings...

Hello there, It's been a while hasn't it. So I recently moved back in with my parents to save some money before the big "grow up and move out on my own to a whole new place for a whole new life" thing. My ancient grandmother who probably has dementia also lives at the folks place. She has a hard time, well, with everything really. My Mom, who works nights, usually gets home within the 7 o'clock hour. This makes for some very interesting wake up calls for yours truly who sleeps right down the hall. I had mentioned a few of these to my friend Holly, who in turn said I should write them all down. So here are a few tid-bits of everyday life in the Erickson house hold. What I like to call Things That are Actually Kind of Sad but If You Can't Find the Humor In Life, What's the Point? -Mom coming home from work "Mom?! Where are your pants?" - Grandma while I'm helping her get undressed for the shower "Before we go any further, What is your name?" "It's me Grandma, Marcia" "Oh...I have a niece named Marcia" "No. You have a grand daughter...Me" At this point she just nodded and smiled. - Mom, again, coming home from work "Why is there a dining room chair in your room!?" - and just today. I get home from the store and Grandma is sitting at the table. I am making lunch in the kitchen 10 feet away for 20 minutes before she pipes up: "Hello? Is any one home?" "Yes, Grandma. What do you need?" "Well I need to file a report." "For what?!" "Well this morning I had a partial." "A partial what?!" "Bowel Movement." ".....ok. Anything else." "Well, no." "....ok..." "I'm going back to bed." "Ok Grandma."