Hope is shameless...

...it brazenly appears in the darkest and strangest places

Monday, August 11, 2003

It's Hot, Hot, Hot!

Never thought a person could be so hot. Looks aren't in question here, but heat is. 109 and climbing. At least my grandparents have a pool.

Yesterday was my Granny's memorial service. Things were so tense the morning of, people fighting and bickering over what Granny may or may not want. "Would she like carrots or peas?" It was ridiculous.

The service went better than I expected and there was an overall sense of closure and peace in the house last night.
My dad actually got up and said something. It wasn't so suprising that he spoke, rather more what he said. He gave honor to Granny and Grandpa and said nothing that would give himself glory.

Looks like I will be here until the 18th or so. Then off to Albuquerque. My mom is looking forward to my visit, dad told me today.