she was nice she just wouldn't stop complaining about stuff
macaroni and cheese i made her the other day wasn't good enough, and she never saw anything like it (not even in poland or ukraine *gasp*)
and she also talked about this kielbasa that i gave her with it
and she said it wasn't fresh
even though it was just out of the new package
and then she saw some in the trash later
and assumed that the one in the trash was bad, and that i had taken it out of the trash and cut off a piece for her.
that and then her check that's worth like four dollars.
and she kept saying how she wanted to give it to the watering guy, but uncle mark wouldn't let her.

Don't call me - I'll call you.

Two doors closed, between garage, living room, and back garage door. Out in the backyard. I talked w/Susan, and Kathy. Privately, I thought, NOT!. Walking in the "house", which is combo couch, dining table, stove top, kitchen sink, a one room ordeal, is not even private outside of two doors and a garage. Grandma said she heard me talking and " what did I say?". I gave her a bath today.