For the past few months a few of my third grade middle school girls have been asking me to cook for them. I normally go away on the weekends and they study for exams so it has been hard to organize a get together. Well, at the beginning of September we decided on September 28th, to cook. The girls requests included baked spaghetti and coconut cake.
Thought #1
Is hospital beds suck. I have never been a patient before and the fact my back, ass, hips and leg hurt for days because of a terrible bed doesn’t sit well with me. Comfier beds would be a great improvement.
Thought #2
Hospitalized grannies are very talkative and entertaining. I have been
staying with four of them, one doesn’t speak but nods her head yes or no
and smiles. One of the grannies talks a lot to the other granny ‘the
room leader'[she has been in the room the longest]. And the other granny
is soft spoken and doesn’t talk much.
One of the teacher’s at my school wheeled me to the lobby for a change
of scenery where a bunch of grannies were sitting and I felt like the
highlight of their day, they started yammering at me. Lots of
compliments, questions, and wanting to introduce me to a golf teacher.
Thanks granny, I will pass.