Sherry Sharing

I haven't blogged much about our living situation here in Springville. I took as a job as a caregiver for an elderly woman named Sherry. We live with her, and I have been taking care of her for about 5 months, and will be until the new year. Sherry is one of the most lively women I have ever met. We have really enjoyed getting to know her. Over the past few months we have had some really funny experiences, which I have been meaning to write down for a while. Here are a few for your enjoyment...

Sherry only eats one kind of ice cream: Heavenly Hash. We spend about $40 a month on this "nectar from the Gods," as she calls it. She will usually have two bowls every day--one after dinner, and another at about three in the morning when she can't sleep. Apparently one night she wanted her usual fix, but only found unopened cartons in the freezer. She couldn't figure out how to open one, but she really wanted to satisfy her craving. Here is what the box looked like before:

And this is the aftermath. Apparently she ended up using her teeth to rip one whole side of the box off.

Sherry also LOVES her cats. She has three: Ching Li, Charlie, and Katie. One night Sherry came right up to me and started yelling at my feet. She was saying, "Charlie get away from her and come to bed!" She kept on shouting the same thing, and I couldn't figure out why, until I looked down at my feet. Then I realized why.

I was wearing these.

I guess they bear some resemblance...

Speaking of cats, these are the others, Katie and Ching.

You could say she loves her cats a little too much. For instance, after having the following conversation with Sherry, Caleb decided that we needed to set some serious ground rules about her feline friends:

Caleb: "Sherry, tonight we are going to talk about fire safety. What will you do if there is a fire in the house?"

Sherry: "Well, first I will find all of my cats to make sure they are safe, and then I will take them out of the house."

We spent the next few hours trying to convince her that her life means more to us than her three "kids." I just hope we never have a fire.