Ack. This one goes before the visiting grandpa. Whatever. I have been crazy sick so that's my excuse.
Written August 16th at 19:58
Today was shopping with the other grandma. My paternal grandmother is a totally different person than my maternal grandmother. Not in a bad way or anything. Just different. We did another OSD today. We started out at the local abby with some wine tasting. I spent $75 there on two cork holders, a barrel and a bottle, one of which I am going to mail to Boyfriend's mom. We hit the Goodwill again. I only found 3 tops and a skirt and a pair of pajamas but I paid only $23.00. Then we had to go buy Daddy's birthday gifts since his birthday is Friday, so we stopped at best buy to pick up Breaking Bad seasons one and two, so Jonathan and I had gifts for him.
See for Father's Day, I bought him season three because it was all the crappy military electronics store had. I never had luck when it comes to buying television episodes. I bought him the wrong seasons of Smallville twice before I got it right on the third try.
So anyway I went to Kohls to get the other gift, from Mom, which was a nice new wallet. While in Kohls we looked in the kids shoes for my Grandma. For years, she's been telling me how she wished they made light up shoes for adults. While I was in one of the hotels, I had seen an ad for Sketchers Sporty Shorty shoes and I knew I had to tell Grandma when I had seen her. She was beyond happy when she tried them on and they fit. She just kept giggling and saying how I made her whole year! We got up to the cashier girl and grandma was so happy she was smiling ear to ear. I told the girl that the shoes are for my grandma and she just laughed. Ok, so now my grandmother sounds weird or mentally handicapped but I swear she is not. She just likes feeling like a 16 year old sometimes. And there is nothing wrong with wanting that in my opinion.
On he completely CRAPPY side though, I have not stopped sneezing since I entered the country. I took a claritin d this morning but by 2 pm my nose began to run and I started sneezing. Been miserable since. Snort sneeze cough sneeze snort blow sneeze blow. Now my fricken nose is raw around my nostrils. It hurts to sneeze it hurts to blow it hurts to rub. Have I mentioned that I unknowingly rub my nose? Yeah. We left St. Louis but I am still in Misery.
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