West Virginia lost to Duke last night in the Final Four. I really wanted West Virginia to go all the way, not just because I would have won the pool, but because I love West Virginia. B said Duke is like the Yankees in baseball and the Cowboys in football. You either love them or hate them. It wasn’t even a close game. There were a few times that WVU got to within 5 but Duke hit all their answering shots. It certainly wasn’t like the last game, where my heart didn’t slow down at all. I haven’t cared about college backetball since Arizona won in 1997, so the fact that WVU was doing so well made it fun again. It just would have been cool if they had won since so many of the people I care about are in West Virginia. Oh well. 🙁
Do you ever have times where you wish you didn’t have a phone? I get like that sometimes. Just days where I don’t feel like talking. It usually happens when I get into a project like a new crochet blanket or a really good book. I think this weekend it’s been my little research project. Little, haha!!
Today I’m going to Gamma’s, not for Easter, but for our usual Sunday. I hadn’t even remembered Easter was coming up until she said she wasn’t going to have anything at the house this year. I didn’t mind one bit, but I think she thought I’d be disappointed. At first, she said she wasn’t going to have anyone over. This was last Sunday. When I clarified that she didn’t want me to come over, she said yes, that I need to get used to her not being around. I was totally respecting her choice to spend the day alone. She used to be very involved in the church, like, sixty years ago, until she got a divorce and the church kicked her out. So she’s always worshipped in her own way. So I thought maybe she wanted to spend the day doing that. But then on the phone the other day, she said she wanted me to come over and could B bring Arby’s? I told her I thought she wanted to be alone, and she just said she didn’t want to do a dinner because it’s too hard pleasing everyone. Then she seemed annoyed that my Dad and Uncle hadn’t suggested going anywhere. It really was confusing. We all just want to plese her, so we’ll do whatever she wants, but when she’s not clear, it’s a little hard. She still has all her mental faculties, so I don’t think it’s anything to do with that. Just the usual lack of communication in a family.
Speaking of the phone, it just rang and I should really return this call. How did a basketball post turn into a family post? Interesting.