Thursday, May 22, 2014
Close to Nowhere
Celebrate good times
• Sunday, my youngest granddaughter — the baby — was 16 years old.
When asked what she wanted for a birthday party the answer was quick — same Friday nights as usual — karaoke at JB’s.
As a surprise, I asked two of the really great singers Mike Dunlap and Bailey Eubanks (fantastic, wonderful singers and new friends) to sing “16 Candles” to her. Her new best friend Mark Cox slow danced with her while they were singing.
When I was a teenager (eons ago) “16 Candles” was so popular when we all gathered at someone’s house on a Friday night, turned the lights way down and slow-danced. We were so daring!
Mark and his girlfriend Stephanie brought Remy a fleece blanket with skulls and pink bows all over it. She stayed wrapped in it all night and has been at home also. (I think we have to give Stephanie credit for picking it out. Mark is a guy, after all.)
Remy had a wonderful birthday party. Lynn Pullen made her a tie-dyed cake and decorated it with a microphone and music notes. It was a smash hit and delicious!
Big sister Meredith was there also, along with Joe-Joe, and several of Remy’s friends and Rem and Mere’s mutual friends.
I sat at the table with them a while, then moved to the adult table — poor daughter Dana sat with the teenagers all night. Fortunately, mentally she’s about their age, so she actually enjoyed it.
Now, realizing that I am Remy’s grandmother, I have to say that she is a really talented singer. I have to discount what Mark says, as he’s prejudiced also, but several others who are frequent Friday nighters say that she’s pretty good.
I’m hoping with some voice lessons, that she will become rich and famous and support me in the style to which I’d like to become accustomed!
• On an entirely different note — after itching a little more than a year, the dermatologist has finally found the right combination to treat whatever this itchy condition I have is.
The treatment is almost as bad as the itching. Nothing is really that bad, but this is close.
The first dose of pills wasn’t horrible until I realized that the arthritis in my hips and wrists was getting worse. Didn’t really connect it to the “treatment” however.
I took the third and final dose Monday night. I’m barely itching at all, but I’m also barely walking.
Nothing is ever easy...
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