




Day #45:
I'm not sure I can fully relate to you how awesome Saturday was. I made it to Grandma's around 9ish-10ish. I was supposed to be back at Dad's around 11am to help Cynthia's daughter Mary move. However, that didn't excatly work out. Grandma and I had a show to watch. We watched the "Making of the Chippendales Calendar Shoot". Holy cow. It was hilarious. Grandma was kicked back at first and then when a cute guy would come on, she'd lean up on the edge of her seat. It was great. She'd say, "He's as necked as a picked bird" and "It wouldn't do for the preacher to show up". So funny. We had a blast. I told her I needed to go, but she thought we needed to eat. Who was I to argue? She made the famous vegetarian meal of BAked Beans, Scrambled Eggs, Biscuits, and Peaches. After that, she told me stories of the olden days. All I can say is I'm no where near as tough as my Grandma. She also had a fire. I love her house. She stokes that fire and it's 90 degrees. Perfect place for me. After Grandma's (yes, I missed every bit of the moving) I went home and found my cat. She's precious and will be 19 on July 4th. Best friend I ever had. THEN, I came back to Muscle Shoals just in time for Chloe's dance recital. This is when I realized that it will be okay with me if my kids never want to dance. I'm good with that. :0)
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