When Granny is away...

Wow, I decided to start this thing about a month ago and have only written once.  It's not that our life hasn't been interesting... Granny bought me a new hair removal lotion, because apparently I'm full of hair.  I guess it's more important to talk about what is going on now and that is that the old woman is away.  She doesn't do this often and she normally has a thousand excuses about why she doesn't.  Her sister offers for her to come visit and she'll say something like "But my girls need me"  That is me and my sister's baby, Irelyn.  Yes, I am lumped in the same category as a snotty one-year-old.  So for whatever reason she decided to go away this week and I get to play.  Dennis (my boyfriend) will come stay here with me and we can play house.  Most people who are about to turn 30 are on their 2nd kid and some are on their 2nd marriage, but Dennis and I are still working on little things like "sleepovers".  It totally reminds me of when my mom would go away when I was a teenager and I'd have my boyfriend and all of my friends staying over, minus the beer and kinky sex.  She left yesterday and we were gone all day, so I didn't get to give the old woman a proper send-off.  That is when I lecture her about being good and tell her that I am throwing wild orgies in the house while she's gone. 


      We came back at night and went right to bed after watching True Blood.  We're an exciting couple.  Today we went grocery shopping and bought all of the foods we will eventually cook for each other this week.  We will sit around and watch dumb TV, eat some food and act like a married couple.  The only difference is that we might "do it" every so often and I will not watch him poop.  By the end of the week I will not be sick of Dennis, but I will miss the old woman something awful.  After two years of living with her, I've gotten to the point where I miss our every day banter.  I miss when she tells me about babysitting Irelyn, even though that kid is my nemesis and must be taken out.  I miss her asking me to do a thousand things for her and knowing that she can do them herself, but she likes acting helpless.  I miss her calling me a "dumb shit".  Maybe if I tickle Dennis in the ball region, I'll get him to call me a dumb shit.  It'll feel like home again.