Santa brought Mary an early Xmas present: TV Ears. They're headphones that go under the chin, not over the head, and have a wireless connection with a device on top of the TV. I'm mostly very happy but there's a lot of white noise, which I think shouldn't be there considering the price ($150). However, Mary doesn't seem to mind the noise and mostly enjoys being able to hear the TV more than the annoyance of having to wear them. After several hours, she gets tired of them, but that's quite understandable. It's great to see her laughing at jokes and exclaiming over interesting facts. I believe she's also staying awake more while the TV is on.
I am 41 and have a baby without ever having given birth! And it doesn't have four legs, either! I have somehow managed to adopt my 98-year-old Aunt Mary. She thinks she has adopted me, which is ok since she never had any children. I also have a 97-year-old Aunt Anna. My mom, the youngest sister (80), is quite a hoot. Unfortunately, two other siblings died this past year.
About Me
- sweet niece
- I originally studied voice (coloratura lyric--ie, high notes but no agility, love to wallow in legato) but after moving to Germany (ostentatiously to pursue this goal further, although I see now that I really just wanted to learn to speak a foreign language fluently and to live in Europe and eat well), I gave up singing classical music. I sang with a pop/soul group for a few years--it was a lot of fun, but we practiced far more than we ever performed, which was in the end quite deadly and seems to be the story of my performing life. I moved back to the U.S. and taught German for a couple of years--that's when I moved in with Mary. Then I decided to actually study German and get a degree in it (since I had a great deal where, not only would the education be practically free, but I'd also get to work and have an income). I finished my degree and have moved back in full-time with Mary--over the last two years I'd come home every other weekend to take care of her and called her about three times a day to check on her. I guess you could say I'm a bit over-protective :-)
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