*muffled scream*

My grandmother is going to drive me crazy! I accidently stayed up reading until 4AM last night, and at about 9 my grandma decided that I'd slept enough. *sigh* Here we go.

If you know of anyone who likes to tell you what you're doing wrong, or what you should be doing, by not actually saying it, but instead makes little comments like "at you're age you'd think you'd have more energy and wouldn't have to sleep so late." and then she'll make more comments on it late like "Oh, sitting again." Well, yeah - if you know anyone like that, my grandma probably taught them how to do it.

It's like she's afraid of the quiet. I was vacuuming and every time I'd turn it off to move something out of the way she'd have to tell me something real quick. Her selected story for the day was about how her Aunt was addicted to coke-cola, and went through withdrawal, and after recovery wouldn't let anyone have coke near the house. Intersting, but it's kinda hard to hear over the vacuum, so i'd have to turn it off and pretend I was moving something out of the way to hear her so she wouldn't get upset thinking that I wasn't listening to her.

She's talking to me right now actually as I'm typing. She's can't see, but I know she knows what I'm doing...she's like Daredevil. Or a T-Rex, as long as you don't move she can't see you.

At the moment she's telling me about how they tried to start yoga in the nursing home, but not many of them could do because every time they took a deep breath there was a collaborative coughing fit. Othewise the ladies were just falling asleep. I guess there was this exercise they had to do where they had to pretend to drive a car, and so they would sit at the edge of their chair and bounce while steering an imaginary car. HAHA i can just imagine all these old ladies bouncing around the place, some coughing, some jerking out of their sleep with a snore. HAHA!!!

I'm glad I typed this, I love my granmda again. It doesn't seem bad anymore, just funny.