the wonderful art of Grandparenting and hearing aids

I am worried that I might be a little rusty. Deren will be here in a few days and it's been so long since I have seen him. We were so close before. Thinking about it a bit more, I don't really see any of my grandkids all that often. I always thought that I had had a lot of kids, that would guarantee that I always had a lot of Grandkids around. Raising my kids was so much fun, that when I thought about when they would be gone, I  couldn't see that in my future. It seemed we always had to be together. Well, it didn't work like that really. The 4 corners of the world have claimed my grandkids.
Well, Deren is coming and we can do a lot of stuff together. Allen and Serena have been lifesavers though. It has been such a wonderful experience too have them and see them grow and change. They too are my grandkids! Where would we be without kids?
I have to go, I have to dust off my rollerblades and practice my Wii boxing skills. Oops, can't forget to practice just a few kids computer games. Normally they give me nightmares. I have been buzzing around the library, looking for kids books. My puppies are all psyched up to get petted a lot. I am thinking about fun foods to eat instead of vegetable soups, tofu and boiled stuff. I feel like I could just stand on my head and everything would turn out better.
Maya called today and put Georgia on the phone. I really couldn't understand anything she was saying  more than IHOP and Kentucky Fried Chicken. Has Maya stopped cooking? Georgia  talks real clear, I just can't understand. Maya, feed that kids some boiled vegetables!
Arwen is still sick. She has a cough that won't go away. Her Grandpa says she love to fly airplanes (some computer stuff.) loves Google earth and of course, her smile melts all the ice in Romania.

And another thing, nobody around here hears me anymore. I find I am talking louder, walking right up to people and looking them in the eyes and talking, and generally frustrated. How could my already irritatingly soft voice be getting softer?
Zing! Today I realized maybe it wasn't me after all. The young people always have their headphones on. Jason is always listening to Keith Urban nowdays- especially some song about- "You'll be thinking about me" or something like that. He has even developed a country swagger and tosses his head a bit like Keith while he chews on a piece of straw. Well, I always have to repeat myself about three times when I talk to Jason, wave my arms, occasionally do a little jig, which gets a"awwww. mom " response. My last resort is that I give him a kick. Teri is another headphone basket case. She buys a new pair about every week and she finds every artsy song she can. The more off beat, the better. She loves bagpipes, singing crickets, humming electricity lines and  the guy who makes beautiful music with crystal water glasses, and plastic combs with waxed paper. By the way, that is only a partial list.
 She really doesn't hear me at all most of the time.
Now, my husband. He really isn't getting hard of hearing either. It is just that he always has so much information overload that his" In Box" is full and I have to "try again later". His hearing does get better if you ask him a few key questions like "what is happening with health care?, did they find Obama's health certificate yet?, do you thing Sara Palin is going to run?, How's Rush doing? I think your phone is ringing, Can you buy me a new radio?....or better yet, can I buy you a new radio? ( Oh, I hope he doesn't read this post.).  I better quit while I am ahead.
Anyway, that is my idea of-"where has all the hearing gone.....long time passing".
Well, you can see how badly I need kids around to actually listen to me! Someone must! Deren, come quickly!!!