Wow, it's been a week since I wrote an entry. Whoops. Guess I've been kinda busy. We got home from our condo in Keystone yesterday, where I skiied one of the two days. The first day, I was really sick, so I stayed home alone all day in the freaking condo. Let me tell you, that was hell. I was bored, and miserable. It was one of those evil flus were your bones hurt and you feel like an old lady. When my family got home, my dad was being mean to me to, and we got in this mini-fight, which ended right before dinner. We were able to have a fantastic end of the night after that, since I was feeling tons better, and we played pictionary. It was my sister and I against my parents, and we kicked them. Good times. My sister and I think almost identically, so we could beat practically anyone at that game. It was great. And then the next day was good, because I got to go skiing too, and it was fun. I loved going down the steep runs without any mogles, because you get to fly down the mountain at a million and four miles an hour, and it is a completely awesome experience. I wish I could fly like that every day. It's also great when you're going that fast because it's a major theigh workout. It takes so much more energy to turn when you're going so fast, so it works your muscles harder, and it feels damn good, in my opinion. But then, I'm the freak who enjoyed the tedious physical training in volleyball. Actually, that was the only part I liked about volleyball...all the push-ups, sit-ups, running up and down stairs, practicing throwing ouselves on the floor, squat running, etctera. So one can understand why I would enjoy rough-skiing.

Well, tomorrow we are leaving, (we being my sister, mom and I) at five in the morning to go to Nebraska. We are visting my grandmother, who was just recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Now, that is an evil disease. You don't want anyone you love to have it. I mean, they forget who they are, and who the one's they love are. That's painful. So we really don't want her to have it. Naturally, we would be in denial. However, there is hope. The doctor who diagnosed her did not run any cat scan tests on her whatsoever. He diagnosed her soley upon his observations of her mental state. Now, all of us here who know good ol' Grandma know that that is definitely not accurate enough. Why? Because she has been out of it all her life. She had a bad childhood. She was severely abused both physically and verbally, and it has affected her ability to focus and be able to relate to people. For example, about four or five years ago, my cousin, mother, sister, grandmother and I were visiting my step grandfather in the hospital. We visited him, and then were getting ready to leave. Grandma had just had back surgery or something, so she couldn't walk very well, and the car was parked far away, so everyone went to get the car, and I waited inside by the entrance with Grandma. And there was this lady there who was mopping the floor. I guess Grandma decided she wanted to make a friend, because she walked right up to her and said "Wow, that's a mighty fine mop you got there. Do you like your job?" The lady gave her a questioning glance. "Yes, why?" "Oh," Grandma continued, "It's a really nice one. Back in me young days, I wanted to be a janitor. I applied for the job, but I didn't get it. Say, let me see your moppy there." Without giving the lady time to answer, she grabbed the mop from her and started mopping the floor. "Wow, that's so much nicer than the mops I had in my days!" I then knew I had to do something. Grandma was just insane! "Grandma, we need to go now. Mom and the others have the car out front. Let's go, Grandma." But Grandma just kept babbling to this poor woman. "Um, can I please have my mop back?" she asked. I took it out of Grandma's hands and gave it back to the lady. Then, I grabbed her arm and pulled her out the door. She really didn't have a clue what was going on. That's the way she's always been...just out of it. I think the doctor might have interpreted it as being Alzheimer's. But let me tell you...if she had Alzheimer's five years ago, she'd be in a lot worse shape than she is now. I think the doctor is wrong. So does she, and so do all her kids. So we'll get that taken care of when we go out here, hopefully.