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never get old Late this morning, I found out that I had misunderstood a message that my parents had left for me last week on my answering machine. For assorted reasons I didn't get a chance to visit my grandma last week and had planned to see her today. I knew that there had been talk of having to move her again so I called my parents to make sure that she was at the same place. When I called was when I learned that I had made a mistake. I had thought that they had her doctor reevaluate her again for a new place, but in fact they had had her own doctor agree to take her back to the town where she lived before the stroke changed everything in her life. Now instead of a twenty-five mile drive to see her, I have to go three hundred miles. In some ways her being there might be better since her sister lives there and so do her friends, but at the same time I know that this was a very hard decision for my mom. She obviously feels as though she has betrayed her mother in some way, but there is only so much that she can do. Once there is an opening in a place for someone with the health needs of my grandma, they have to move quickly. The possibility of my grandma getting better become less and less as more time goes by. Knowing that didn't make the decision any easier. I doubt that I'll be able to see her before I leave for Europe, but I'll certainly go once I get back to show her my photos. ... In our conversation Sunday night, Dan had mentioned the movie The Man Who Wasn't There by the Coen Brothers. He knew that I loved their stuff starting way back with Raising Arizona and Miller's Crossing. Somehow I hadn't heard of this one and looked for it in the video store. Watching a glorious black and white film noir story was a great way to pass the afternoon. Even though I enjoyed it I suspect that it must have failed miserably at the box office. So often today people seem to prefer much less subtle forms of movies with emphasis on action rather than dialogue or mood. ... In music news, I got two cds in the mail but haven't had the chance to listen to either of them yet. I am now the owner of Caitlin Cary's While You Weren't Looking and Miranda Lee Richards' The Herethereafter.
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