Cold or not cold? Mom has been in Arizona for 3 years now. And she still has the habits from living in Cali of layering clothes. It was 83 today, and she was wearing a short sleeved tee, a long sleeved tee, and a sweatshirt. We sat in the sun five minutes and she was hot -- then moved to the shade.
Its February and she's moaning about the hot summers already.
Then we talked about things in general, and how things have been going. My sister in law is kind of ... forceful. She has strong opinions and she shares them often. I'm not that way, I let it drift over me. If a convo gets heated, I walk. Drama is not my thing.
And the one thing mom says is "you all have to get along." Um, no, I'm just going to tolerate the moments we are forced to be together.
You can't pick your family.
Picnic at the Lake (1929/30)
My Great Grandfather (far left) with his children and grandchildren
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