Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer

Well, not really. But she did die this evening at 7:30 PM. She was 92, never learned to drive, raised 8 children and was extremely Catholic. I didn't know her very well. She was very reserved and private; not the kind of grandma you could run up to and hug. She was kind of brittle, but she was kind in her own way.

She died of a number of complications: pneumonia and heart disease among them. She'd been sliding downhill for a number of months and really didn't have a very good quality of life. I'm happy she is at peace.

I don't know when the funeral is; whether it will be Saturday or Monday or whether my crazy family will try to combine her funeral with some kind of wacky Thanksgiving celebration. That side of the family is ODD: kooky, creative, "artistic," out in left field, etc. They can't plan anything very well, so this should be interesting!

I'm going to say some lapsed Catholic-school-girl prayers for my grandmother. If anyone else reads this, please waft some good thoughts grandma Ellen's way. She lived quite a long life.