Strange fruit, large bugs and learner's permits....

Well, today my 16 year old is an official, learning permitted driver. She is quite excited about it. I took a picture of her and her permit, however my ygp is messed up and I was lucky to get on here what I did. We went on Friday to take the test, and of course, the entire state's computer system went down. So, after dropping wee one off at art camp, I retrieved Betsy and off we went to try again. We waited 30 minutes in line, got up to the window.....and the freaking computers went out all over the state again.  I can not tell you my feelings at that moment....oh wait, yes I can. I was FREAKING FRUSTRATED BEYOND COMPREHENSION. Betsy just stood there looking at me like, "She did NOT just say the computers are down...." I told her she obviously wasn't meant to drive. Fast forward an hour and a half later, and they were up and running. Betsy aced the test, got her pic, and we were out of there! Now it's up to dh to start the lessons....thankfully she has drivers ed at school first semester, which will give my husbands nerves a break....

As for my grandmother and her wrist....my uncle took her to dinner on Sunday, and then back to the plant so that he could do a few things in his office. She decided to use the restroom, and for some reason took her shoes off. As she walked into the ceramic floor area she slipped and fell, almost knocking herself out. As she jumped up, she fell forward and landed on her wrist, breaking it. Here's the unbelieveable part....she didn't tell him. Nope, she went back to his office, told him she was ready to go and he took her home. Mind you, she is right handed and that was the wrist that broke, so when they got home she asked him in and he said he had to study, so she went to the door herself, and took "a really long time" trying to get it open (my uncles words). He said he was about to get out and help her, but she turned and waved (you would think seeing her hand dangling from her wrist would have rung a few bells....) and he left.

The next morning my mom calls me and tells me that Nana had fallen in the bathroom (she didn't tell my mom the real story till later), and that she was going to take her to the hospital, and would I take care of dad....sure thing. I met her at my grandmother's to pickup dad, and I almost fainted when I saw Nana. She is a tiny woman, 90 lbs soaking wet....and here she comes with this hand that looked like Eddie Murphy in the Nutty Professor. It was swollen at least 3 times her normal size! It actually made me sick to look at it. I said, "Uh, Nana, I do believe you broke it." She laughed and said, "Oh honey, your mom is taking me to the hospital, and I dont' have a bra on!" I said, "Nana, I think that is the least of your worries at this point!" She cracks me up. So my mother who has my ill father is trying to get him into my car, and telling my grandmother to get her things. Nana comes out with a little blue bag and my mom asks if that is her information for the hospital. She says, "Oh no honey, it's my makeup in case I have to stay overnight!" Ahhh, a woman after my own heart!

So....she does have a broken wrist, and she sees the orthopedic guy tomorrow. Oh, yes, and that night she hadn't told anyone that she got hurt, she slept with her arm dangling over the side of the bed, and was sure to use plenty of heat.... no wonder it was so huge! Today I went over with Betsy and brought her some supplies....grapes and cheese, two packages of Pepperidge Farm Milano and Chunky cookies, and an Enquirer....a senior citizens care package....

Wee one had another fun day at camp. They got to go outside and paint and saw the movie "Matilda". I am so glad she is doing this, as she really loves it.

I can hear a storm brewing in the distance, which means my aol is going to shut down soon....I don't know what it is with FL, but when it rains I lose my internet. I suppose this would be a good time to sit with my husband and discuss our days....or take a bath by myself....yeah, that's the ticket....