Grandma Getting Jiggy With It

Tonight was a special night.

I say this because I’m now living with my grandmother, who has been been dragged here half a thousand kilometers to babysit the house (and me?) while my folks are carelessly sunbathing in Greece.

Said grandmother just threw a party!

It’s not what high school  kids call a party, but you can’t expect much at her age. She’s seventy something, I think.
Still, you must understand that the idea of hags (emphasis on the plural) roaming around my house at night is not very appealing. And this party is right after a streak of many poorly slept nights.

At least she’s having fun.

It’s now 3:38, and it’s finally over.