An Old Birthday and Facebook

6/24/2010

Today I embarked upon an adventure to a nursing home not far from my grandparent's house. There, I saw my great-aunt Mickey on her eighty-first birthday. She can't walk anymore and chooses not to talk. She had to move over to the nursing home because without someone to take care of her, she would probably just sit around and do nothing. She's been a bit on the sad side because she doesn't have her cat anymore, who was the one "person" who would be there with her the whole time. The cat's back at her old house being taken care of by Mickey's friend who lives behind her.
The party was pretty much all six nursing home people, the nurse, and most of Mickey's family like my other great-aunts and friends. We all sat around eating cake and ice-cream and Mickey got a few presents like blouses, socks, lotion, and soap. I can't say it was the most eventful thing to happen, but I was happy to be there with her. She's 81 now and that's quite an accomplishment.

In other news, Madison.
Madison, my older sister, has been begging and pleading my mother for a Facebook. "Why doesn't she just make one and hide it?" you might ask. The answer to that... when we come back! Just kidding. The answer to that is because she's trying to do the right thing. She, though unhappy with the results, never got one for months and months. Excuses like "My friends all have one", "It's the only way to take with some of my friends", and more didn't bring anything out from my mother other than "It's not very safe."
So now, after months of begs and pleads and "I'll be good"s, my mother has allowed Madison to have a Facebook. Hallelujah, right?

Wolf