 Okay so since Wednesday this all happened:
First off, my Grandmother on my mom's REAL side (not adopted) died. She was 81. They had no life insurance policy on her so basically everything has to be paid out of pocket and there's not even going to be an obituary (sp?) on her. It's like she didn't even exist. She was a good woman. She's the one who taught me to crochet which I still do occasionally. Tonight is the rosary and then Saturday is the Funeral. I really don't want to go to either. Facing death is hard for me and I just can't handle seeing a stiff body in a casket of the person I remember alive and well. I'd rather remember them as they were, not all rigid and........dead.  She died Tuesday night at about 10-10:30 or so. I thought it was natural causes but she was sick and she had stopped eating. Most think it was kidney failure.
So Wednesday morning I went to some demolished building site with my mom to collect bricks for later use. (REAL bricks like the heavy shit you build houses with. These are the good, old, made to last kind.) We got ALOT of bricks. (I think my mom said about 200+ or so I THINK) We took the van, loaded them in, and low and behold.........
There was a solid, square, granite panel lying cock-eyed on a pallet of bricks. We had to move it to get to the bricks and me being who I am, I had to move it by myself since my mom doesn't have the strength that I have. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT SHIT WEIGHS!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????? My mom said at least 300 pounds if not less or more. I had to LIFT it and ROLL it and that was HELLA HARD to do. I got it to the back door of the van (BY MYSELF! Thanks mom...... ) but I couldn't lift the shit up there (waaay to heavy. By that time I had exerted myself past so many limits.)
So we leaned it against the van and went about collecting bricks. We asked some man that was there to help me lift the granite up onto the van but he told us he had an "injury" and couldn't lift anything heavy (and he was lifting welding tools and lugging oxygen tanks.....)
I wanted that granite because it was almost impossible to get onto the van.
My mom finally snapped that we did have a side door so, again, by myself, I lugged that shit (ROLLED a square piece of granite) to the side of the door, lifted it () as I rolled it and FINALLY got it into the van (with one push from mom helping me get it there.)
Now today and yesterday I could not sleep on my left side and my whole upper body is sore. But I'm a strong woman yes I am.  
Got my UNYAS done (OK spanish freaks, is NAILS spelled right in spanish?? LMAO) with Jackie. We picked her up to go and take her to Austin to see what she needed to take this year *SENIOR 06* YAY!
I decided to have a semi girls-day-out and we got our nails did and eyebrow wax (which I needed....I can only pluck out so much.... )
So we be looking good and here I am annoying people in the lab with my loud ass typing. Muahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahaha
I'm so evil............
*tap tap taptaptap ta tap tap*
*Sees girl look in direction of typing*
Ok enough for now. Got school work to do.
TTFN ALL!
C. =^..^=
  
Thanks to Chanun for these! | 
