So far, so good: I've been up for more than an hour, and I am not yet feeling the headache that had befriended me for more than two days. Consequently, I feel that I should write something, preferably not about grandchildren for both your sakes and mine, change being a good thing after all. It shouldn't be that difficult since I haven't seen them for several days. Except, nothing much else has been going on, so I'm not too sure what else to write about ........
....... I could say that we'll be heading over to Thesha's to view the Oscar spectacle with her tonight. It's an odd tradition that we've kept up for years now, even though neither she nor we usually see most of the films. In fact, I don't think any of us have seen any of them this year. We almost roused ourselves to drive in to see Slumdog yesterday, but headaches got the best of both Cuppa and me. The last time that I can recall having much of a stake in the outcome was the year that the other film, that of forgettable name, beat out Brokeback Mountain for best picture. What were they thinking? I do remember seeing that other film, and while I thought it was good at the time, let's face it, the fabled and illustrious Academy got it wrong. Not that I'm bitter. Oh no, not I.
But, whether we've seen the films or not, we always seem to get together with Thesha. There will be munchies and wine (I trust), and both Thesha and Cuppa have been known to wear their tiaras. SIL-lee will ogle the women (except he will be away this year), and, being too old too care about women (if you can believe it) I will wonder what the heck I'm doing there.
We even plan to sleepover this year because SIL-lee will be away this week, and our services might be needed to help get Mom and kids through the night. If not, we can still try to help get things sorted and running in the morning. We'll see how it goes after tonight; I wouldn't be surprised if Nikki Dee spends a night or two over here this week as she is still prone to difficult nights, and there is now another baby in the house to demand attention. While he is a bit of a chillbaby, he is still a baby, and you just never know when he's going to act like one.
Okay then, AC over and out.