March 9th, 2008

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today in san antonio

Today was very quiet and laid-back. Slept in, had breakfast, went on a coffee run, read the paper, had a shower, and all of a sudden it was noon (darned daylight savings time!)

Opal, one of Nana's caregivers came by and Mom gave Opal's kids some of the extra furniture from Nana's place, since Opal was really wonderful to Nana in her last days. I moved a bunch of stuff from the house to the garage. The pile of things in the garage, from Nana's home and apartment, will be another way Nana stays in our memories :-)

Mom and a friend went and did some shopping, so my sister and I stayed at the house. I did some work and email and noodling on LJ and the Internet, but no writing. Lazy me!

Tonight we're going to pack and have dinner at a Turkish place near Mom. After that I will hopefully be getting together with HZ, my oldest and best friend from grade school and high school who was the best man at my wedding. It would be good to see him and chat and catch up. If I don't get back too late, some writing might occur.

Tomorrow we run a few errands in the morning and then it's off to New Mexico for part two of the journey. I haven't been to New Mexico in a few years, so it will be nice to see that part of the country again.
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conversations with a 7-year-old, about funerals (and 2 bonus conversations)

Earlier I had told my 7-year-old, A, about how Nana was going to be cremated and explained the process of cremation to her (ovens and cooking bodies and ashes, etc).

Yesterday, I talked to A before going to the funeral.

Me: Pretty soon, we're going to put on our nice clothes and go to Nana's funeral. All her friends will come and we'll have nice music and remember her.
A: Did you take GrandNana out of the oven yet?

(I explained that we didn't actually cook her in the oven here, but that it was a special place that did it, etc)

BONUS: Conversations with four-year-old, about death and God.

My brother T told his four-year-old son, F, about the death of GrandNana. He said that she had died and was going to see God in Heaven.

T: Do you remember GrandNana? You met her a while ago.
F: Did she have tubes in her nose?
T: Yes, she had tubes because she was sick, her lungs were bad.
F: Will God make her better?
T: Yes, she'll be all better.

Very cute and sweet.

BONUS 2: Conversations with a cat

I went to bed late last night and Mom's cat, Mouser, had plopped herself smack in the middle of my bed on top of the covers. I crawled into bed and began pushing at her to move her over.

Mouser: Excuse me!
Me: Move over, cat.
Mouser: Excuse Me!!
Me: Get over.
Mouser: EXCUSE ME! I'm sleeping here!
Me: Move your butt over.

I tried to push Mouser over from under the covers, but by that point she had harnessed all the forces of gravity to increase her weight to the point where she was immobile. I declared defeat and arranged myself around her.

The cat wins again.