Hello Everyone. It's been a hell of a week. My grandma passed away so the whole family met in her home town for her service. I blubbered my way through the service because there is nothing I love more than crying in public. It was great to see all the relatives because that side of the family is a bit crazy (in the best way possible). I helped clean out my grandma's apartment, which I was really happy I could do. She wasn't known for her housekeeping skills so before I vacuumed the carpet I looked it over for paperclips and pins and stuff and I found an amazing amount of pills.
We were trying to figure out what they were because, you know, partay! but I think the brown ones are laxatives, and one of them is a blood thinner. I don't know what the other ones are but I don't think I'll take them just to see because I don't want to pass out on the toilet from low blood pressure while having bloody diarrhea. That might just make me feel worse than I already do. Anyway, after I found all the pills and vacuumed I was walking around the hallway of her senior citizen apartment complex and I was finding pills all over the place! Parents of small children, just so you know, retirement communities are NOT BABY PROOF; but adventurous pill-poppers, make some senior citizen friends! It's like trick-or-treating but instead of the occasional full-size Snicker bar, you might get a Vicodin!
My sister stopped in Rush City on her trip to the service to pose her baby on this fish because, who wouldn't?