Heavy, Heavy Hangs...

Thanks to all of you who offered help for daughter's blog. I passed on the tips and links and we'll see what transpires. I don't know if she's ready to blog yet. She's like a fart in a skillet (as my grandma used to say). Just flits and dashes here and there. She doesn't really have time to play with blog set up. She's lucky that she gets her kids to school, etc. I just give up trying to tell her not to bite off so much. She juggles so many activities all at once. It makes me nervous.

A man who has been our family's friend for about 58 years died yesterday. His daughter emailed me from Idaho. The service is Saturday. Unfortunately, I can't be there. That family is as close to brothers and sisters as I had since I was an only child and not close to cousins. I had a little twinge of jealousy that his battle is over and my mom still fights on. I know that's not right, but it's how I feel. I will be able to visit his children when I go home in June. That will have to do. So many memories and experiences we shared. I was four when we moved across the canyon from them. It just doesn't seem possible that it's been almost 6 decades.

You know how I struggle with depression. I just can't seem to fight it off. Such a gloom and dark cloud when really my life is fine. There's no accounting for it. I try to keep busy, think positive, and not dwell on myself...Somehow it just lingers and darkens my world. This too shall pass. I just needed to vent a bit. What would I do without my bloggy "therapy?" It does help to just tell someone.

I have the Royal Wedding set to DVR tomorrow morning. Thanks, Jamie, for the offer to come to your celebration at 3 a.m. I think I'll pass. I might be awake then but I won't be party ready. You enjoy, hon! You're such a social animal. I envy those who find joy and merriment in these occasions. It's lovely to participate in these celebrations. Party on, people. Drink a cup for me...

Lola and I may go out for a jaunt. We need to blow the stink off. (another Grandma Goldie-ism.) Have I told you how much I love "American Idol" this year? I haven't watched it for a couple of years. Just got sick of it all. This year with new judges and stellar contestants it is enjoyable again. Very talented young people. Jennifer Lopez just oozes adorable in all aspects. Steven Tyler is a hoot. They actually give helpful feedback. Just thought I'd let you know. It's something a little positive at least. I'm off to let Lola take me for a walk. So why am I the one that carries the pooper sack? Something is off with that.
Have a good day, friends. What would I do without you?