August 17, 2010

Mamaw tells me to get around cause she’s gotta be on the road by 9:00 a.m. to go help Emily get signed up for classes. Emily isn’t ready to drive to Des Moines so Mamaw said she’d just go there. So—it’s rush day. Mamaw and Poppy trying to get around to leave at about the same time. And those awful apples have to at least be picked up off the sidewalk. She always manages to get the stuff done though…

In the kennel and off she goes. She’s gone really quite a while and so I’m just restin and waitin—I know she won’t forget me. And hours later when she walked in the door she was crying. Oh my God—she couldn’t let me out of the kennel fast enough. “What wrong Mamaw, what’s wrong,” I asked her. Well, she got pretty verbal about the whole thing so I can’t tell ya all she said. She did say that Emily’s Dad was upset about everything Emily and Mamaw tried to do so she point-blank asked him when he was going to come help her then. And it went on from there. Things were said…don’t ask.

She goes into the office to do the blogging cause she left too early to get that done. She’s antsy today…can’t seem to stay on task. And NOTHING is going the way she wants it to.

I guess it’s just best to close the door on this blog entry and leave it to the reader’s imagination. See ya tomorrow…