It’s Saturday. It’s usually movie day for my granddaughters and me and today is no exception. Yesterday we went to see Something Borrowed. It was a good movie; I was a little disappointed in the ending but then that’s how I am. The girls enjoyed it.
We generally like light-hearted movies, nothing too heavy, lots of comedies. There are exceptions, of course. We saw Tron (I thought I was going to die sitting through that movie) and Black Swan (a little too mature for the girls). A couple weeks ago we saw Rio. That was cute. And we saw “Arthur” which, for a remake, was pretty good and they girls enjoyed it.
We like to go to the movies and then go out for lunch where I hear about what’s going on in school. So much of the school stuff is just the same as it was when I was in school, but there are a few differences. Students are much more sophisticated and knowledgeable about so many things today. I am glad to see that students seem to be concerned about the environment and peace than when my daughter was in school, or when I was in school.
We went to Denny’s where they had their usual: double cheeseburger which they inhale. I don’t know how they eat so much so fast and stay so slim. They are preparing for finals at school and then off to Grandpa’s and then on to their dad’s in California. They’ll be gone all summer, which kills me because we spend so much time together.
I had to stop at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription and dog food. Thank God we aren’t sending any more care packages to Afghanistan to their dad. I couldn’t deal with the prescription line (there was a woman who was collecting numerous prescriptions for alt least 4 different people and I knew I’d be there half an hour so I left and will go back today). The girls are so good to help carry the dog food and treats.
For Mother’s Day, they gave me a shell bracelet (probably from Mexico) and a diamond heart necklace. My son-in-law came downstairs to give me a payment on the loan and we were pleasant to each other. My daughter was a no-show. It breaks my heart that we can’t have a decent relationship. A lot of it is my fault for blogging about her, especially since my private blog got moved to the public one, and she has a right to be upset. But she is so unforgiving. There is nothing I can do to take it back, so what to do? At least we’re going back to the therapist. Maybe that will help.
I hope to take the girls to the movies next week. It will be our last weekend together. I could cry.
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