The update on my grandfather is that he has pneumonia.  He was better today than he was yesterday.  Other than that, I don't know.

This weekend was the first time since TRgirl and The BIL's wedding that the four siblings (plus one!  I suppose he's officially included now?) have gotten together.  Bud and Goose spent the weekend talking like Homestar Runner and Strong Bad.  The BIL has lodged a formal complaint that I call him The BIL, while they get to be Bud and Goose.  "I want to be Maverick.  Or Iceman."  Dude, they are not Top Gun nicknames!  Anyway, poll.  Should I continue to call him The BIL, or should I call him Randy?  (Those are the only choices you get there, Randy.)

Also, there was an errand (a many detoured errand, Susan) with Susan, Stephanie, and Sara.  (Factoid:  The last time I was really wasted, it was with them.  Something about Dr. Pepper shooters.)

Peg is also quite sick; I woke up this morning to find a note by the coffee pot saying, "I've gone to the hospital.  The coffee is all set up- it just needs to be turned on."  I had to call mom and check that Peg was with her and that she hadn't taken herself to the emergency room.  She would so set up the coffee for houseguests before driving herself to the ER.  (Note:  That was not the case.  This time.)