I don't know.
Should I keep this blog and change the tagline or start a new one? Maybe I don't have anything else to say. Well, that's probably not true quite yet (or maybe ever).
Let me tell you something - I have the best friends in the world. They've been all rally-round-the-flag-boys.
CP made sure I had retail therapy, as well as a Cheesecake Factory burger and salad on Wednesday. (And it was her birthday too)
Thursday I called people - the VA and the C.G. and Social Security. Took care of my little car Blanche and had her degreased and vacuumed after she visited her BF's over at Auto Logic. A vehicular version of a mani-pedi.
I spent way too much money on this while I was waiting for them to finish her check-up:
People checked in via text and phone calls, sent gift certificates for facials and Starbucks.
Friday, CP (again) helped, (and by helped I mean she did most all of it), me pack up Mom's room one more time. I have touched that stuff five times since 2008.
We took a break for supper and had this:
Oh my gawd was that good. And I ate every last bite of it.
Today I walked with the Gals, ran errands, got a book on CD's from the library, met TROSA at CB to pick up everything from her room. The TV, coffee table, dresser (broken), bed frame, clothes, etc.
The sooner it's cleaned out the more money is returned. I have a feeling that will be helpful in paying for her transport back down to Florida.
It's weird that she's gone. Even though I hoped for it these last few months (in the nicest possible way. You know what I mean.).
Well, up early tomorrow for the drive down to Florida. I haven't even taken down the suitcase yet and Oscar knows something's going on. He will not leave me alone.
Be thinking on what I should do about this here blog, okay?
Here's a vote for blog continuation -- what would we do without you? -- changing the tag line if you choose to. But your magnificent, feisty mother will always be at the heart of your blog and the heart of you, part of what makes you both so irresistible. CP Anon
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