Meg and I went to visit Grams on Monday night (August 8). We show up between 4:30PM and 5:00PM on our nights with her. When she first moved in to her new place she wanted to leave every chance she got. She would be waiting for us and we would usually go out to eat at McDonald's or even walk around the mall and get some See's candies before we left. There was even one occasion when there was a HORRIBLE blizzard and she still insisted that we go out. That has changed over the last couple of months. In a way I am glad that she feels like she is at home and she doesn't want to leave, but in some ways I wish she still felt like going out for a bit and breaking up the monotony.
This night was no different than the last few we've had with her. By the time we got there at 4:45PM she was already in the dining room eating dinner. Meg and I sat with her and chatted with her while she ate. After she finished we asked if she needed to go to the store or if she wanted to go walk around the mall. She declined our offer and said she just wanted to go back to her room.
I went to visit Grams on Monday night (the 7th). Chels didn't accompany me because of the bad snow storm, we decided it was best that she head home before the weather or traffic got too bad. Anyway, I left work a little early in hopes that I would catch her before she went to the cafeteria. I got to her place at about 4:50 and the nice guy at the front desk said she hadn't gone into the cafeteria yet. I headed down the hall to her apartment and knocked.
We asked her what kind of a dress she wanted and she said she didn't want a skirt and a top, she wanted a one-piece dress. We went to Dillard's and headed up the escalators. Grams was in a fabulous mood and we were all laughing so hard that we had to stop on several occasions so Grams could catch her breath.
I've never been shopping with Grams, so I didn't know exactly what to point out to her. I soon discovered that when she didn't like what I was holding up she wouldn't say anything, she would just look the dress up and down and then look me straight in the eyes with this look on her face that seemed to say "You honestly think I would wear that?"
After a few minutes she found a two-piece dress suit that she liked (even though she said she didn't want a dress that was separates....funny Grams...) and she decided she would try it on. While she was in the dressing room Meg and I each grabbed a dress that we wanted her to try on and pretty much forced her to try them on. Meg had to help her figure out how to put on one of the dresses and I could hear them in the dressing room laughing their heads off as Meg tried to get the dress untwisted and over Grams' head. They finally figured it out and Grams came out to model for me...she was shocked that she liked the dress as much as she did....here she is:
She then tried on the other dress we picked out for her. Here she is modeling again (she was pretty bashful because Meg and I kept saying how pretty she looked):
As we passed the lobby one of her friends was playing the piano so we decided to sit and listen for a bit. The woman playing the piano is one of the residents that lives across the hall from Grams. Her name is Clarissa and her husband had passed away one week before our visit. Clarissa finished playing and came to sit by us. She told us that her next project was Hilda since her husband passed away. She said, "I want to get Hilda back to her happy self again" and Meg and I said that was our goal too. When Grams heard the 3 of us suggest that she wasn't her happy and talkative self anymore she insisted to all of us that we were completely wrong. I told Grams that I know she is happy in some ways, but I want to help her get back to her happy and inviting self. She said she isn't sad at all and that she has no problems. I was glad she feels like she is still her old self and that I got to see her be passionate for at least a few minutes.
We had a nice chat for 30 minutes and then Grams told Meg and I she wanted to go back to her room and that she would like us to leave after that. So we walked her back to her room, got her settled, and left for the night.
I know this post isn't the happiest thing in the world, I just wanted to give everyone a heads up that she really likes to stay at her condo and even though she complains more than she used to she really feels like she is happy...so that's good news.
Also, she is very excited for her birthday and brought it up several times. She wants a party and wants everyone to come that can. She also said she would like us to sing for all of the residents again, maybe even on her birthday as a present to her, so if anyone is game for that maybe we can get something together.
Thanks everyone! Grams loves talking about EVERYONE (especially Kristen :) when we are with her. She gets a lot of joy from her family and I am grateful for that!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
A Very Big Adventrue
I had to share this amusing story with everyone, even though it happened to Jeff. So, I heard it from him and am filling in as his ghost blogger.
Jeff and Amy visited Grandma on Monday. When they got there she was in the dining room but hadn't eaten yet. They asked her if she wanted to stay and eat there or if she wanted to go somewhere with them. She said that she wanted to go to McDonald's and they all headed outside to the parking lot.
As they started down the sidewalk, Jeff noticed one of the residents was parking their car on the south side of the parking lot (by that driveway that slopes down towards the covered parking.) The car caught his eye because it was coming in very fast. Suddenly, the car accelerated forward over the curb, over the guard rail, and fell four feet down the sloped driveway. The guard rail broke off and crashed into an SUV that was parked along the driveway.
Jeff sent Amy and Grams back into Conventry and told them to go ahead back into the dining room and he ran to assist the lady in the car. Her airbags had deployed and she was in shock. He asked if she was all right and had the front desk call an ambulence. The lady did not appear hurt and as she realized that she had crashed the first thing she said to Jeff was, "I've been to the grocery store and have some frozen food in my trunk. Will you make sure someone takes it in and gets it in the freezer?" I'm sorry, I laughed at that; she was concerned about her ice cream and frozen peas :)
Anyway, Jeff was the only witness and stayed behind to give his statement and make sure everything was OK. He also said that many of the residents came out to watch the spectacle and give their opinions. They probably don't get that much excitement around there too often!
On an unrelated note, I don't know if you have noticed that Grams is a little un-talkative these days. I know that Dr. Nelson is trying some new medication to try and help. But I had a request; if anyone stumbles onto a topic or activity that she seems more interested in, please let the rest of us know. I know that every once in a while we can get her out of her shell with certain triggers and if you happen to find something she likes or responds to, I would sure love to know what it is. Also, Gram is getting a little forgetful about meals so if you visit, maybe check with her (or the front desk) to make sure she has eaten. I think we may be signing her up for meal reminders soon, but in the meantime we can all help her out.
Well, that was all, I found it amusing and thought I would share. If you have amusing experiences as well, please drop us a quick blog (nothing long or elaborate) so that we can hear how our old gal is doing.
Jeff and Amy visited Grandma on Monday. When they got there she was in the dining room but hadn't eaten yet. They asked her if she wanted to stay and eat there or if she wanted to go somewhere with them. She said that she wanted to go to McDonald's and they all headed outside to the parking lot.
As they started down the sidewalk, Jeff noticed one of the residents was parking their car on the south side of the parking lot (by that driveway that slopes down towards the covered parking.) The car caught his eye because it was coming in very fast. Suddenly, the car accelerated forward over the curb, over the guard rail, and fell four feet down the sloped driveway. The guard rail broke off and crashed into an SUV that was parked along the driveway.
Jeff sent Amy and Grams back into Conventry and told them to go ahead back into the dining room and he ran to assist the lady in the car. Her airbags had deployed and she was in shock. He asked if she was all right and had the front desk call an ambulence. The lady did not appear hurt and as she realized that she had crashed the first thing she said to Jeff was, "I've been to the grocery store and have some frozen food in my trunk. Will you make sure someone takes it in and gets it in the freezer?" I'm sorry, I laughed at that; she was concerned about her ice cream and frozen peas :)
Anyway, Jeff was the only witness and stayed behind to give his statement and make sure everything was OK. He also said that many of the residents came out to watch the spectacle and give their opinions. They probably don't get that much excitement around there too often!
On an unrelated note, I don't know if you have noticed that Grams is a little un-talkative these days. I know that Dr. Nelson is trying some new medication to try and help. But I had a request; if anyone stumbles onto a topic or activity that she seems more interested in, please let the rest of us know. I know that every once in a while we can get her out of her shell with certain triggers and if you happen to find something she likes or responds to, I would sure love to know what it is. Also, Gram is getting a little forgetful about meals so if you visit, maybe check with her (or the front desk) to make sure she has eaten. I think we may be signing her up for meal reminders soon, but in the meantime we can all help her out.
Well, that was all, I found it amusing and thought I would share. If you have amusing experiences as well, please drop us a quick blog (nothing long or elaborate) so that we can hear how our old gal is doing.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
A Quiet Night
I thought I'd give a quick update on my time Grams last night. Chels and I got to her room right around 4:45. She said she didn't feel like anything but a shake, and that she needed to go to the store to get Unisom. Since the Unisom part is a request Chels and I get every time we go see her, Chels stepped out into the hall and called our mom to see if this was truly the case. My mom said that she receives a sleeping pill each night from a nurse at 8:30pm, so she shouldn't need to go get any additional pills.
We explained that to Grams, and she said she still needed to take Unisom as well. We found one pill left in a box in a cabinet near her sink, and told her she could take it an hour after she got her pill at 8:30 if she really needed it. We also told her that she would be going to see Dr. Nelson on Wednesday with our mom, and she could talk to him about the sleeping problems she is having at that time. She seemed to be content with these answers, so we then had to address the shake issue.
She said she didn't want to go to the cafeteria, and she really only wanted a shake. Chels told her that she would go get her a shake, but only if she would eat half of a cheeseburger first. She agreed, and Chels ran to pick up dinner for us while I stayed and watched the news with her.
I could tell when we first got there that she wasn't feeling well, she just seemed a little tired and out of it, in a different way than I've seen her as of late. She said she had a stomach ache earlier in the day, but that she really was feeling fine. It was sad to see her in such an aloof state. She is usually so chatty, and I had to work pretty hard to get her to say more than a word or two. In the end, I settled on the fact that we were just going to sit in silence and watch tv.
Chels got back with our food, and grams ate over 3/4 of her cheeseburger. We didn't even have to press her to do so. She said she didn't even feel like her shake yet, so we put it in the freezer and just sat and watched tv with her for about another hour. We reminded her of her shake in the freezer before we left, and she asked us to set the Unisom pill somewhere where she wouldn't forget. We put it next to the remote on the coffee table, and she was happy.
So, this isn't the happiest post in the world, but at least she was happy. She had a little smile on her face the whole time, even though she was very quiet. Hope you all are able to see a spunkier Grams this month. Please write on here and let me know if you do. I would love to see how she is on the other days of the month when I don't see her.
Love you all!
We explained that to Grams, and she said she still needed to take Unisom as well. We found one pill left in a box in a cabinet near her sink, and told her she could take it an hour after she got her pill at 8:30 if she really needed it. We also told her that she would be going to see Dr. Nelson on Wednesday with our mom, and she could talk to him about the sleeping problems she is having at that time. She seemed to be content with these answers, so we then had to address the shake issue.
She said she didn't want to go to the cafeteria, and she really only wanted a shake. Chels told her that she would go get her a shake, but only if she would eat half of a cheeseburger first. She agreed, and Chels ran to pick up dinner for us while I stayed and watched the news with her.
I could tell when we first got there that she wasn't feeling well, she just seemed a little tired and out of it, in a different way than I've seen her as of late. She said she had a stomach ache earlier in the day, but that she really was feeling fine. It was sad to see her in such an aloof state. She is usually so chatty, and I had to work pretty hard to get her to say more than a word or two. In the end, I settled on the fact that we were just going to sit in silence and watch tv.
Chels got back with our food, and grams ate over 3/4 of her cheeseburger. We didn't even have to press her to do so. She said she didn't even feel like her shake yet, so we put it in the freezer and just sat and watched tv with her for about another hour. We reminded her of her shake in the freezer before we left, and she asked us to set the Unisom pill somewhere where she wouldn't forget. We put it next to the remote on the coffee table, and she was happy.
So, this isn't the happiest post in the world, but at least she was happy. She had a little smile on her face the whole time, even though she was very quiet. Hope you all are able to see a spunkier Grams this month. Please write on here and let me know if you do. I would love to see how she is on the other days of the month when I don't see her.
Love you all!
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
A Snowy Adventure....
Last night was Chels and my monthly date with Grams. It started to snow while we were both driving over to her place, and by the time we got in the building it was a full blown blizzard. We walked into the cafeteria since it was about 5:10 at this point, but she wasn't there. We walked towards her room where she was waiting at the end of the hall. As we got closer she started smiling from ear to ear and put her hands on her hips and yelled "WELL..." We got to her and she put her arms around both of us and send, we are GOING to dinner, I need to get out.
We showed her the blizzard that was occurring behind her, but she still wanted to go. So we said we would go to the Mexican restaurant across the street, she didn't respond which means "No" in Grams language. Chels said "What about a cheeseburger?" And she quickly responded "YES!" We decided that McDonald's, although disgusting, was the closest cheeseburger we could get and probably the best option due to the storm.
As we walked out she said "Why didn't you tell me it was snowing?" Which I laughed at and told her I showed her and told her about on 3 separate occasions. We got to McDonald's safely, and sat down to our food. She ate almost all of her cheeseburger, and had about half of an 8 oz chocolate shake. She was in a fabulous mood the entire time we were with her. She never brought up the fact that Grandpa Harold wasn't there, she was just happy and content. She was definitely herself last night.
She had us run to the Ream's to get more hemorrhoid ointment, which it seems like I go and get with her every time I visit. She also got a notepad because she SWORE she was out. I am sure she has a cabinet full of ointment and notepads, but I figured that it wasn't sleeping pills, so it wasn't the worst thing she could have a stock of.
The night ended with me escorting her back to her room from the car. She was content and happy as I left her. It was good to see her in such a chipper mood.
I have one last little side note, I must say I am a little sad to see that I was the last person to post. I truly enjoy hearing from all of you. Not only to hear about Grams' status, but also to read something you wrote. I don't get to see any of you very often, and I love to keep in touch at least this way. So here's to hoping I get to read a few posts before my April visit with Grams.
Love you all!
We showed her the blizzard that was occurring behind her, but she still wanted to go. So we said we would go to the Mexican restaurant across the street, she didn't respond which means "No" in Grams language. Chels said "What about a cheeseburger?" And she quickly responded "YES!" We decided that McDonald's, although disgusting, was the closest cheeseburger we could get and probably the best option due to the storm.
As we walked out she said "Why didn't you tell me it was snowing?" Which I laughed at and told her I showed her and told her about on 3 separate occasions. We got to McDonald's safely, and sat down to our food. She ate almost all of her cheeseburger, and had about half of an 8 oz chocolate shake. She was in a fabulous mood the entire time we were with her. She never brought up the fact that Grandpa Harold wasn't there, she was just happy and content. She was definitely herself last night.
She had us run to the Ream's to get more hemorrhoid ointment, which it seems like I go and get with her every time I visit. She also got a notepad because she SWORE she was out. I am sure she has a cabinet full of ointment and notepads, but I figured that it wasn't sleeping pills, so it wasn't the worst thing she could have a stock of.
The night ended with me escorting her back to her room from the car. She was content and happy as I left her. It was good to see her in such a chipper mood.
I have one last little side note, I must say I am a little sad to see that I was the last person to post. I truly enjoy hearing from all of you. Not only to hear about Grams' status, but also to read something you wrote. I don't get to see any of you very often, and I love to keep in touch at least this way. So here's to hoping I get to read a few posts before my April visit with Grams.
Love you all!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Grumpy Goose...
I went to visit Grams on Monday night (the 7th). Chels didn't accompany me because of the bad snow storm, we decided it was best that she head home before the weather or traffic got too bad. Anyway, I left work a little early in hopes that I would catch her before she went to the cafeteria. I got to her place at about 4:50 and the nice guy at the front desk said she hadn't gone into the cafeteria yet. I headed down the hall to her apartment and knocked.She opened the door with a big grin and said "Well hello!" I stepped in and gave her a hug and told her I was excited to be there. She then stepped back, and with a frown on her face said "Harold isn't here and he hasn't called me all day." I said that it was snowing really bad and that the storm had just hit, so he probably wasn't going to come tonight.
She told me she was hungry and wanted to go to dinner. We stayed in this time because of the storm. I wasn't hungry, so I sat with her while she ate her chicken, asparagus, and rice. Of course a root beer and chocolate ice cream were part of the meal as well. She ate quite a bit of her food, and she smelled like she had taken a bath that day, so all was good on that front.
All she did during dinner was complain about Harold. I finally stopped her and said that if he is there she complains to me that she wants him to leave, if he isn't there then she complains that he never comes, so what did she really want? That took her back, and she said she just wanted to know when he was coming and going. I suggested that she setup a schedule with him (as I do every time) and she said "You go back to the room and call him," while handing me her keys. I laughed and told her "No." We went back and forth on that for a while. I won in the end, and we both went back to her room to call him. I dialed the phone for her and then handed it over.
Harold didn't seem too happy on the phone, and Grams wasn't too happy to be talking to him either, but at least she found out that he wasn't planning to come spend the night. She hung up and kept complaining so I finally said "What can I do to help you feel better?" She replied "Nothing." I said that if that was the case then I would leave her be for the night. She said that sounded fine to her so I left.
All in all I was with her for about an hour. Sadly it seems that she is 50/50 these days. I will have one month where she is good old Grams just joking and playing around. Then it seems the next month I am met by a grumpy goose. Hopefully we can figure out a solution to Harold's schedule that will help her calm down. Any suggestions?....
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
A Night filled with Drama...
Ashley and I visited Grandma last night. She was waiting out in the lobby for us with her coat when I got there. Ashley was on her way so I told Gram that I wanted to see the new dress she got with Megan and Chelsea. We walked back to her apartment and she took me to her closet.
First let me preface my story of the night's events by saying that I don't mean any disrespect to Grandma. I love that woman like crazy and I realize that she is struggling with things now that she might not have before. When I'm 82 I hope I'm doing as well, ya know?
Well anyway, the minute she opened her closet door I knew something was wrong. I won't go into too much detail but the sights and smells were not good. There were clothes on the floor that needed to be in her dirty clothes hamper and there were clothes that were hung back up that needed to be in there as well. So I told her that before we went to dinner I was going to throw a load of laundry in for her. She didn't like that idea and told me not to worry about it.
Ashley got there and we got Grandma's coat on and headed out the door and went to dinner. We had a fun time with her and she seemed in a good mood. She told us that she is writing her life story and she told us some of the things she was putting in there about the day she was baptized. When we were heading home Gram said that there were a few things she needed from the store and we stopped at Smiths. She was going to give me money for them but I reminded her that she hadn't brought her wallet and told her I would get them and she could pay me back.
We got back to Coventry and there was a really fun performance going on (some fiddlers and guitarists and mandalin players all playing old time country and blue grass... we walked in on their rendition of Dolly Parton's "Coat of Many Colors".) I asked Ashley to grab Grandma a chair and sit and watch the rest of the concert with her while I went down to her apartment and got a load of laundry in the washer. As soon as the soiled clothes were out of there her apartment smelled SO much better. I noticed that she has quite a few really strong smelling air fresheners in her apartment but they really weren't needed once we got the laundry and some of the garbage out.
Once the concert was over I was worried that Gram would be mad that I had done her laundry but all of that was forgotten in the frantic hunt for her wallet. We looked all over her apartment and it wasn't there. She kept saying that she had it at dinner and Ashley and I (who didn't ever see her wallet in her hand) kept telling her no, she hadn't brought it and it must be around somewhere. We searched and searched, even in the lobby, thinking she might have left it there while she was waiting for us. We checked the dining room and everywhere else we could think of. She was really upset and we didn't know what to do. I called my mom and she said that she would call Harold and he could help her in the morning. So we went ahead and said good-bye. Ashley stopped by the laundry room to move it through to the dryer while I helped Gram get her pillbox refilled. Ashley got to her car and decided to look around just in case she really had brought her wallet with her and what do you know... there it was wedged between the seats. So she wasn't crazy after all, she really did have it! She was SO happy that we found it and I learned that 1) I need to pay better attention to what she has and what she's doing when I visit and 2) just because Gram's confused some of the time doesn't mean she's confused all of the time.
The other thing I found is that Grandma needs our help a little more in some of her cleanliness areas. I know that Aunt Kathy is mainly the one that gathers up her clothes and makes sure her clothes and apartment are clean and tidy. But in between when cleaners come, we might need to help out as well (Jen is really good at this in her visits as well and I'm sure the rest of you that visit help out where you see help is needed.) I am thinking when we visit that if we could take a quick look around to see if something is not good, we can help things stay nice. If there is a messy situation going on in one of the rooms, we need to get it taken care of as soon as possible so that it doesn't turn into Grandpa Anderson's apartment (for those of you that were there when we cleaned his place, you know what I'm talking about.) If you do see something and you can't get to it, we should just make Dave, Kathy, or Colleen aware so that help can be provided. For instance last night while looking in the couch cushions for Gram's wallet, I noticed that her couch has a lot of stains on it (chocolate mostly) and has not a great smell. So I called mom and she is having Coit clean it on Saturday. Just things like that...
All right family, our darling Grandma is doing really well and as her needs change, we will be there for her. I hope those of you that visit will stick a quick comment out here so that we will all know how best to help her. Love you!
First let me preface my story of the night's events by saying that I don't mean any disrespect to Grandma. I love that woman like crazy and I realize that she is struggling with things now that she might not have before. When I'm 82 I hope I'm doing as well, ya know?
Well anyway, the minute she opened her closet door I knew something was wrong. I won't go into too much detail but the sights and smells were not good. There were clothes on the floor that needed to be in her dirty clothes hamper and there were clothes that were hung back up that needed to be in there as well. So I told her that before we went to dinner I was going to throw a load of laundry in for her. She didn't like that idea and told me not to worry about it.
Ashley got there and we got Grandma's coat on and headed out the door and went to dinner. We had a fun time with her and she seemed in a good mood. She told us that she is writing her life story and she told us some of the things she was putting in there about the day she was baptized. When we were heading home Gram said that there were a few things she needed from the store and we stopped at Smiths. She was going to give me money for them but I reminded her that she hadn't brought her wallet and told her I would get them and she could pay me back.
We got back to Coventry and there was a really fun performance going on (some fiddlers and guitarists and mandalin players all playing old time country and blue grass... we walked in on their rendition of Dolly Parton's "Coat of Many Colors".) I asked Ashley to grab Grandma a chair and sit and watch the rest of the concert with her while I went down to her apartment and got a load of laundry in the washer. As soon as the soiled clothes were out of there her apartment smelled SO much better. I noticed that she has quite a few really strong smelling air fresheners in her apartment but they really weren't needed once we got the laundry and some of the garbage out.
Once the concert was over I was worried that Gram would be mad that I had done her laundry but all of that was forgotten in the frantic hunt for her wallet. We looked all over her apartment and it wasn't there. She kept saying that she had it at dinner and Ashley and I (who didn't ever see her wallet in her hand) kept telling her no, she hadn't brought it and it must be around somewhere. We searched and searched, even in the lobby, thinking she might have left it there while she was waiting for us. We checked the dining room and everywhere else we could think of. She was really upset and we didn't know what to do. I called my mom and she said that she would call Harold and he could help her in the morning. So we went ahead and said good-bye. Ashley stopped by the laundry room to move it through to the dryer while I helped Gram get her pillbox refilled. Ashley got to her car and decided to look around just in case she really had brought her wallet with her and what do you know... there it was wedged between the seats. So she wasn't crazy after all, she really did have it! She was SO happy that we found it and I learned that 1) I need to pay better attention to what she has and what she's doing when I visit and 2) just because Gram's confused some of the time doesn't mean she's confused all of the time.
The other thing I found is that Grandma needs our help a little more in some of her cleanliness areas. I know that Aunt Kathy is mainly the one that gathers up her clothes and makes sure her clothes and apartment are clean and tidy. But in between when cleaners come, we might need to help out as well (Jen is really good at this in her visits as well and I'm sure the rest of you that visit help out where you see help is needed.) I am thinking when we visit that if we could take a quick look around to see if something is not good, we can help things stay nice. If there is a messy situation going on in one of the rooms, we need to get it taken care of as soon as possible so that it doesn't turn into Grandpa Anderson's apartment (for those of you that were there when we cleaned his place, you know what I'm talking about.) If you do see something and you can't get to it, we should just make Dave, Kathy, or Colleen aware so that help can be provided. For instance last night while looking in the couch cushions for Gram's wallet, I noticed that her couch has a lot of stains on it (chocolate mostly) and has not a great smell. So I called mom and she is having Coit clean it on Saturday. Just things like that...
All right family, our darling Grandma is doing really well and as her needs change, we will be there for her. I hope those of you that visit will stick a quick comment out here so that we will all know how best to help her. Love you!
Monday, January 10, 2011
Hey Good Lookin'...Whattcha Got Cookin'...
Meg and I spent tonight with Grams. When we arrived at Coventry she and Harold were eating dinner with one of their friends. Grams (much to my surprise) was not eating a grilled cheese sandwich, but instead was eating ham-fried-rice and orange chicken. She ate almost every bite and then we took her chocolate ice cream back to her room and decided that we would hit the mall to look for a new dress.
We asked her what kind of a dress she wanted and she said she didn't want a skirt and a top, she wanted a one-piece dress. We went to Dillard's and headed up the escalators. Grams was in a fabulous mood and we were all laughing so hard that we had to stop on several occasions so Grams could catch her breath.
I've never been shopping with Grams, so I didn't know exactly what to point out to her. I soon discovered that when she didn't like what I was holding up she wouldn't say anything, she would just look the dress up and down and then look me straight in the eyes with this look on her face that seemed to say "You honestly think I would wear that?"
After a few minutes she found a two-piece dress suit that she liked (even though she said she didn't want a dress that was separates....funny Grams...) and she decided she would try it on. While she was in the dressing room Meg and I each grabbed a dress that we wanted her to try on and pretty much forced her to try them on. Meg had to help her figure out how to put on one of the dresses and I could hear them in the dressing room laughing their heads off as Meg tried to get the dress untwisted and over Grams' head. They finally figured it out and Grams came out to model for me...she was shocked that she liked the dress as much as she did....here she is:
She then tried on the other dress we picked out for her. Here she is modeling again (she was pretty bashful because Meg and I kept saying how pretty she looked): She ended up buying the grey dress and was very happy that we talked her in to trying it on. I loved her in the black dress as well...so she just might be getting it from me and Meg on her next birthday.
After we purchased the dress we stopped by See's candies to get some chocolates:
(And if you are wondering, yes, Grams is missing one of her top teeth. She isn't sure when it happened and she has no idea where the tooth is. I asked her if she swallowed it and she said she very well could have...who knows? Also, I know my Mom is going to look at that picture and wonder what happened to her hair...well, we made her try on a lot of dresses and each time we took another dress on and off it got a little worse. I promise her hair was done when we picked her up :)
So all in all it was a very fun night. We had a blast hanging out with Grams and Harold was in a very good mood as well. Hopefully the good cheer continues!
(Oh, and on another side note...Grams told Meg and I several times how much she loves Sunday dinners at Dave's house. She also enjoys feeding Mr. Mud some of her food scraps under the table :)
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