Not only am I a Granny, but now I have Granny shoes. I saw the podiatrist and he said I have plantars fascitis, need to keep my feet up, use ice, and wear these supports in my shoes that he gave me. He also said no sandals, going barefoot, or wearing house shoes. So I tried to fit them in my sneakers, but ended up having to put them in some black lace ups I had when I used to work. And so here I sit, with black Granny shoes. I have gray hair, Granny shoes, wire rim glasses, and love to sit in the rocking chair with the baby. I guess I've officially graduated from Granny school.
My friend who is getting the divorce got another lawyer. Her church took up a fund for her to pay an attorney who is suppose to be a real aggressive type, so hopefully she will have her life resolved soon. She's depressed, but doesn't want to hear that. I told her she needed to see her doctor about meds, and she sure didn't want to hear THAT. But she told me "she's so tired" and that sometimes she just wishes she would die so all this would end. If that's not depressed, what is. I'm concerned for her.
It's been fun this weekend watching my daughter with the baby. She's really such a good mom already. I got up last night with the baby so she could have some time off. She got up at 4 and said she was missing the baby. ;-) I look at her giving the baby a bath and remember when I gave her the first bath and it seems like such a short time ago, but it was almost thirty years. I told her to enjoy this time because it's over with before you know it.
I bought all the Harry Potter books, and when my son was hospitalized a few years ago, I read the first one and part of the second. I've gone back now and began at the beginning, so I'll be one of the few people in America who will begin and read them all straight through the series, because I figured I'll be ready for number seven when it comes out on the 21st.
That's about it for now.
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