Death Comes In 3's. A short memorial.

It's been a tough week. My two remaining grandparents have died--within seven days of each other. What are the odds of THAT? In addition, one of my oldest and dearest friends also lost her last grandparent during that same week. I'm convinced that deaths come in three's both in personal as well as celebrity life. (Once one famous celeb dies, two more are sure to follow. It's a given!)

Note: It has been surmised that since Grandpa went first, my Grandmother decided that she'd won their life-long pissing contest and could shuck off her own mortal coil. (They weren't married to each other, they were in-laws by marriage and had competed with each other for time/attention from my parents for over 40 years.) I can hear her saying to herself, "Heh! I finally one-upped that old bastard! Now I can go!"

It makes me sad, remembering all the fun things we used to do together when I was young. Here are three interesting things I'd like to share with you, one about each grandparent-- including my friend's grandmother.

1. Grandma R (my friend's grandma) used to live on a farm in Concord, MI. Her farm bordered land owned by infamous/famous rock legend Ted Nugent. (He still lives there.)One morning, we were dropped off at Grandma R's farm to spend the day and while sitting in the kitchen having a snack, in walked Ted Nugent! He had come over to return some sort of tool or farm item to Grandma R. Since we were freaked out at seeing Ted, Grandma R. reminded us of our manners by saying, "Girls, I'd like you to meet my neighbor, Theodore Nugent." SO COOL! Goodbye, Grandma R. You were a nice lady.

2. GrandpaB was a techno nerd long before it was hip to be a geek. He had the first available PCs when the rest of the world didn't think they would make it-- TRS-80s!!! I remember playing DOS-based computer games at his home (loaded up off of big square floppy disks) and learning how to DIR/ to locate my files and load them. He started learning computers when he was in his 60s, and kept on using them until his deteriorating eyesight prevented him seeing the screen. I don't think I would have become a libarian if I hadn't learned how to become comfortable with computers, thanks to GrandpaB.

3. Finally GrandmaG. She was a bitch, no doubt about it, but she had her very cool moments. I remember when I would visit for a week at her house in the summer--she used to order pizza . With the pizza, she'd buy a 6-pack of beer. We'd sit at the table and eat pizza and drink beer (I was only 12!) because, as she said, "You MUST drink beer with pizza. It just goes together." It was the only time she ever drank beer. It also made me realize that I wasn't very fond of beer. Even with the pizza chaser.

So, that's my sad week of woe. I'm still sick and yakking up green/yellow snot. Thing2 is still sick, but getting better. My diet has crashed for the week-- who can starve themselves while sick and sad? Not I. I fell off the wagon. Oh well, better luck next week, right? At least there aren't any more grandparents to croak off!