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May. 10th, 2004 08:03 amAntiquing yesterday in Greenport. The haul:
--oval mirror with green enameled frame and gold roses
--some nifty white garlandy stuff, looks like mistletoe
--a very groovy postcard circa 1966ish
--a car air freshener with Satan on it
--lovely chenille pillow covers, marked down from $31 to $1.99
Then it started to rain and we bolted to the car.
Oh yeah, and I got a present for
pigri, because I am such a nice lady.
My sister called last night. Her mother in law died, which was not unexpected--she was in her 90s and had congestive heart failure on top of already being altered (like, she would refuse to eat what the Meals on Wheels people brought her for lunch because "it's all made out of turtles!"). Her FIL, however, is also in the hospital, but is as sharp as a tack, and probably the grooviest old sonofabitch there ever was. So P. had to go tell him the news.
P: "Grandpa...Grandma's gone."
FIL: *sits up in his chair, blinks disingenuously* "Hmm? Well...where did she go?"
P: *goodnaturedly exasperated* "To HEAVEN, Grandpa."
FIL: "Well, we can HOPE." *winks*
I sent a bonsai to the funeral home. I gotta get down to see them all before FIL kicks off. J. needs to meet him and get some Dirty Ole Man lessons.
Today I will play HOOKEY.
eunice_branca, let's hideyhole it. You bring the mac and cheese, I'll bring the MOOFEY.
--oval mirror with green enameled frame and gold roses
--some nifty white garlandy stuff, looks like mistletoe
--a very groovy postcard circa 1966ish
--a car air freshener with Satan on it
--lovely chenille pillow covers, marked down from $31 to $1.99
Then it started to rain and we bolted to the car.
Oh yeah, and I got a present for
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My sister called last night. Her mother in law died, which was not unexpected--she was in her 90s and had congestive heart failure on top of already being altered (like, she would refuse to eat what the Meals on Wheels people brought her for lunch because "it's all made out of turtles!"). Her FIL, however, is also in the hospital, but is as sharp as a tack, and probably the grooviest old sonofabitch there ever was. So P. had to go tell him the news.
P: "Grandpa...Grandma's gone."
FIL: *sits up in his chair, blinks disingenuously* "Hmm? Well...where did she go?"
P: *goodnaturedly exasperated* "To HEAVEN, Grandpa."
FIL: "Well, we can HOPE." *winks*
I sent a bonsai to the funeral home. I gotta get down to see them all before FIL kicks off. J. needs to meet him and get some Dirty Ole Man lessons.
Today I will play HOOKEY.
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