Frozen with a Heart on Fire

Hey all! Been a bit since it posted last but nothing incredibly exciting has happened recently.

I just got home from Starbucks, I was bored and wanted to do something so I met my friend Faith there. Now I don't drink coffee, the smell kinda repulses me, but it didn't smell that horrible. She had a paper to write so we chatted as she was typing. It was a good time and Starbucks has really good polar bear frosted cookies.

Today I went over to my grandparents house because they needed my help to put the Christmas tree up. So I'm getting the tree put together its a pre-lit fake tree so I'm hunting through all the branches for the plugs so it all lights up.

So I get everything plugged together and I ask my grandma if all the ornaments were upstairs or if they were still in the basement. She tells me that the box is right on the chair in the corner, now my grandpa is a woodworker and made ornaments for the family for 15+ years. So there were literally 500 ornaments ( a large chunk of which got sent to the 5 sons.) I know there are more boxes somewhere but my grandma is swearing up and down that the only box of ornaments is upstairs. I go downstairs and bring up 2 boxes of ornaments and she was stunned.

After we had lunch she asked me what time I got home after Thanksgiving at my uncles. I was silent for a second and then said "Grandma, I drove you home on Thanksgiving." She goes "Oh god, that's right. I had completely forgot." Now my grandma is 77 so forgetfulness is no surprise but it worries me sometimes that there really should be someone there to take care of her and my gramps.

Hugs!

Drew