is the grass any bluer...

is the grass any bluer...
...in Cincinnati!

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Cinco de Stinko

Oh Lordy, it is May 5th, and Cinco de Mayo. For anyone who loves a nice Margarita, it is the day to drink drink drink. It is not, as many people think the Mexican Independence Day. If you doubt me, Google it and check it out for yourself because I don't feel like explaining it.

The best news happened yesterday. My grandson in law, Johan Kahmann, sent me a text announcing the birth of his and my granddaughters baby in November of 2020! They are so excited for this little Jedi.

In my family, we don't say Pawpaw and Mawmaw, we say Grandma and Grandpa. However, since I became pregnant 47 years ago, the word Pawpaw has been used to refer to his grandfather, and the word Mawmaw means grandmother. I really don't care what they call me, I just love them because they look like me, they act like my son, and they have the manners of Christians. That makes me happy.

I threw up last night, my stomach is queasy, and I'm looking at lots of lightning outside this morning. The news people are all wringing their hands over the fact that it's going to rain all day. With practically every business in the world closed, does it really make any difference? One of the many people who have moved away from this building has left a ton of sunflower seeds and some dirt out on the patio, and I just hope they decide to sprout up this week LOL. Wouldn't that be lovely? I would love to have six or seven beautiful sunflowers growing out of that pot, but I know as soon as they spring up, somebody will take them. I don't mean to be a Debbie Downer, but there are more thieves in this building than anything. They just got their economic stimulus checks, and every one of them has already spent all of their money. Let me just a clue you in, they did not spend all of their money on furniture. Some of them did, but most of them got meth, crack, or any other drug that they could get their paws on. That makes it dangerous to even take your trash to the garbage chute. I see the sun coming up, so I'm going to put on my house coat and go down the hallway and check it out. Have a lovely day, stay home, stay healthy, and don't hate me because I love Governor  Beshear!

Peace,
Kimmy


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