This is my dear grandma who passed away Saturday night. This particular picture shows where with a quilt I made for her and gave her when we saw her over Thanksgiving in 2005. It is the most recent picture I have of her.
We were busy with weekend festivities, though we were thinking in the back of our minds about the funeral and everything that goes with that.
Today I went shopping for clothes as I have nothing suitable to wear to the funeral with a nursing baby. Ben also needs nice clothes – he’s outgrown the ones he wore to my other grandmother’s funeral in December. And Joey? I need to dig through the hand-me-downs once more to see if there is something of Ben’s that might fit him and look nice. Otherwise I’ll be heading back out to do some more shopping once Steve gets home this evening.
I hate shopping for clothes. That and our simple lifestyle explain why we have nothing to wear. Why can’t they make simple, nice-looking clothes for little boys? Everything has to be covered with graffiti – trucks, tractors, sports figures, Spiderman. I found a pair of corduroy pants for Joey that I absolutely love, but no shirt to go with them. If it was only winter – then the boys would have nice little hand-knit sweaters to wear. But alas! it is still summer.
Joey is crying, and I need to wash the clothes we do own so we can wear them.
May you rest in peace, dear Grandma.
awww, I’m so sorry. *hugs*
If it makes you feel any better, I had to shop special for clothes to wear to a wedding this month. I didn’t have a single pair of pants that weren’t blue jeans or corduroy, and not a single skirt that wasn’t denim.