Jun 28, 2008
Gramma
We're picking up my Gramma (on my dad's side) today from the airport. She lives in Florida, and she's going to stay with us for a week. I only met her 2 times before my mom died, because my mom really didn't want me or my brother to meet any of my dad's family. She was a very strangely jealous person, but I love her none the less. It was after her wake at the Venetian Restaraunt where I met my entire dad's side of the family. All his aunts and uncles, they're so funny! It makes me a bit sad that I didn't get to meet them earlier in my life. Anyways, I'm not too fond of my gramma. I deal with her and I love her, but she's controlling and annoying sometimes. So I'm not very excited about her coming up here today. She's going to kill my whole first week of summer, how sad. Oh well, I haven't seen her for a few months so this should be nice, eh? Wish me luck.
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