Yesterday I was down the hill on my bike when Dad called me to go get Moms car and pick her up from work so we could drive down to the hospital to see grandma. She had a major stroke and is now unable to move the right side of her body. We arrived in time to see her feet moving out of the back of the ambulance. Hello Grandma feet, what are you doing there. Grandma is 94 years old. All of her 11 brothers and sisters are gone along with their husbands and wives, even some of their children. She isnt gone yet, but we all got scared a little. I could tell you the story about how she climbed a tree with me, but I want to go outside instead.
Good morning.
Or as Grandma says. Ga Borning. She is from Norway in some fashion, which doesnt explain why her and other members of the family make up words constantly.
I am the luckiest person in the world.
Good morning.
Or as Grandma says. Ga Borning. She is from Norway in some fashion, which doesnt explain why her and other members of the family make up words constantly.
I am the luckiest person in the world.
ps. im not norwegian but i always always always mess my words up.
My waist is really high so I never wear anything round my waist. Everything just kind of hangs from the hips. I like to have a mans arms round my waist in that protective way that makes me feel safe. Or a pretty belt.