Sunday, November 11, 2012
Crazy Weather
Hi Folks,
Weather is weird today. We are going from 70 down to 27. Wind is blowing like crazy out there 25-35 mph, gusting to 45 miles per hour. I was just sitting out in shorts and a t-shirt and wasn't at all chilly, and then tonight we have a 100% chance of precipitation and we may have ice pellets! 27 degrees! Craziness.
I'm at John's this weekend. John harvested some stuff from the garden today. A surprising amount of stuff.
Dad has a new thing, a lot of muscular soreness. Mom took him to doctor and dad had x-rays. Doctor says it is arthritis. Dad has never had arthritis. I told Mom to take him somewhere else, but she said we'd give the medicine the doc prescribed a chance. Patience is not my strong suit. We are wondering if he took a spill, maybe on one of his strolls around the yard? Just speculation. He has been pretty miserable with it. He has a follow-up this week, and Kathleen may go along. Mom is still his cousin, Ione, and I'm still his sister, Noreen. He is still in a good mood, despite this new pain. He never was one to let things beat him down. Hopefully he'll come out of this. It's hard to see him so sore, he is usually so spry.
Headed down south for a mini vacation . . .
We hit the Global Market and DiGregorio's on The Hill and now we have a lovely blend of pizza cheese in the freezer, some mozzarella and meunster with manchego and romano and parmigiano reggiano and asiago and fontina. Oh the suffering! And yes, there was canolli.
I made bread (I hope, it is still rising), and there is spinach and roasted garlic ravioli for supper. I'll post a pic if it is blog-worthy!
Nothing much else going on. John might get some kittens. I think he should get 2 so they can keep each other company. We shall see. I moonlit . . . moonlighted . . . worked on election day for the County Clerk. It was fun! Lots of energy around on election day.
Nice to have a long weekend.
Happy Veteran's Day.
Kay :)
Weather is weird today. We are going from 70 down to 27. Wind is blowing like crazy out there 25-35 mph, gusting to 45 miles per hour. I was just sitting out in shorts and a t-shirt and wasn't at all chilly, and then tonight we have a 100% chance of precipitation and we may have ice pellets! 27 degrees! Craziness.
I'm at John's this weekend. John harvested some stuff from the garden today. A surprising amount of stuff.
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| Fartichokes, chard, carrots, parsnips. And a stray onion. |
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| Mint and lemon balm for tea. |
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| Little roasted bites of carrots and beets. Delicious! |
Dad has a new thing, a lot of muscular soreness. Mom took him to doctor and dad had x-rays. Doctor says it is arthritis. Dad has never had arthritis. I told Mom to take him somewhere else, but she said we'd give the medicine the doc prescribed a chance. Patience is not my strong suit. We are wondering if he took a spill, maybe on one of his strolls around the yard? Just speculation. He has been pretty miserable with it. He has a follow-up this week, and Kathleen may go along. Mom is still his cousin, Ione, and I'm still his sister, Noreen. He is still in a good mood, despite this new pain. He never was one to let things beat him down. Hopefully he'll come out of this. It's hard to see him so sore, he is usually so spry.
Headed down south for a mini vacation . . .
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| Where am I? If you guessed Lincoln IL you are correcto! |
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| I was a little thirsty at my BBQ supper at Bandana's. I went to get camera to take a picture of supper, but I forgot to take a pic! We shared a pork sammy with slaw and a baked tater stuffed with BBQ and topped with cheese. It was delish. There was okra too. |
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| The doughnut holes on the menu intrigued me. The waitress told me they taste just like funnel cakes, but I was dubious, so I had to try some. Turns out she was right! |
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| John at Cahokia Mounds. I AM not sharing the picture of me doing my mini squats (part of the PT for my sore knee)! Oh yeah, did I mention I finally went to doctor for my sore knee! Trying out some physical therapy. It is helping. I did the lower flight of stairs at Cahokia with no pain. Didn't press my luck on second half, just did my PT exercises and enjoyed the lovely view and weather. |
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| It was windows down weather the whole weekend. Just gorgeous. |
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| At Gioias, an Italian deli on The Hill, I had the Spicy Daggett,
Hot Salami, Hot Coppa, Capicolla smothered in Spicy Giardiniera Peppers and Pepper Cheese
BAKED ON GARLIC BREAD! http://www.gioiasdeli.com. Go there. Eat. A friendly, fun place, busy as hell. John was boring and had a dipped roast beef sandwich. It was really good. I say when you are at a place where there is homemade salami, partake! And we each got a free cookie. What is not to like!
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| If you are in a store and peek in doorway and see little old Italian ladies making tortellini and ravioli, you must buy some! |
Nothing much else going on. John might get some kittens. I think he should get 2 so they can keep each other company. We shall see. I moonlit . . . moonlighted . . . worked on election day for the County Clerk. It was fun! Lots of energy around on election day.
Nice to have a long weekend.
Happy Veteran's Day.
Kay :)
Sunday, October 21, 2012
One Year Ago Today
Is it possible that a whole year has gone by since I went to the hospital to have my ovarian mass removed, and woke up with a colostomy?! Time really does fly. I was lying in bed one morning last week, looking out window at fall leaves, specifically this one branch out the front window, and had a strong feeling of deja vu. I looked at that branch a lot last year at this time!
It was a glorious day here today. Sunny and fall-like. Going to be in the70's next few days.
Dad continues to do well. He is in a good mood, just confused. Hell that could describe me a lot of times too!
Kay :)
It was a glorious day here today. Sunny and fall-like. Going to be in the70's next few days.
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| Fall food, roasted cauliflower, steamed broccoli, smashed sweet taters, chunky cinnamon apples and pork. Yum. |
Dad continues to do well. He is in a good mood, just confused. Hell that could describe me a lot of times too!
Kay :)
Monday, October 15, 2012
October 15, 2012
The trip to John's house on Saturday went very well. He made a delightful brunch, biscuits and gravy (why did I think I didn't like that? Perhaps a bad hangover memory from the 80's or something? lol), with fresh sage, wow, it was good with the homemade biscuits with a touch of cornmeal in them! Quiche with parmesan, red pepper, mushrooms, onion. Wow. And apple crumble with ice cream for dessert.
We were watching TV after we ate (scarfed) the lovely meal John prepared. Since John downloads things form the internet now, sometimes with little or no information on what he is downloading, we ended up watching a strangely interesting 20 minute cautionary educational tale on what to do should you find unexploded WWII bombs and stuff laying around. Leave them alone people! I know. Weird. Anyways in one section these guys are running to save a boy who is in danger of blowing himself up with a bomb he stashed in his nifty backpack. John made a comment about how fast the man was running toward the boy . . .
Kay: "I was really fast when I was a kid. Exceptionally fast I think.Too bad I got so fat. It does slow one down."
John: "Well, plus being 50 might have something to do with it. I'll tell you what Kay . . .why don't you go run around the house and we'll time you, we'll see how fast you are!"
Sigh. Laughter and more laughter. Smart ass brothers.
Dad asked me before we left if we were going to go by his old family farm. I told him we would if he wanted to. He said he wasn't sure if he wanted to, that he might cry if it was gone. I said oh it's gone all right! You just don't remember. He doesn't believe us when we tell him stuff. Oh boy. So when we were on the road I asked him which route he wanted to take. He said to take "the blacktop", which I somehow deciphered to mean Grand Ridge Road. As we were leaving John's he asked if we were going home through Ottawa. I said sure! Off we went. We got to Ottawa and I heard him whisper to mom, inquiring why in the hell we were in Ottawa! LOL So I guess I can continue to wonder what will happen when Dad does go by the old Mallaney farm.
Today Mom took Dad to see the heart doctor. The nurse asked him if he still lived in the same place. Dad said no, that he had just moved here from Verona! LOL Then she asked him who brought him to the office today. Dad looked over at Mom and said, "Ione Caldwell". Apparently Mom is his cousin today! I'm still his sister. When I was a kid we used to go to Marseilles to Harvey and Ione's annual fish fry. I wonder if Dad thought of her because we went by their old house on Saturday? Who knows. Anyway Mom was highly amused and surprised.
Midge had been spending a lot of time in the yard, sitting on the ground staring into the neighbor's tree, which leans over the fence. She's out there for hours. So I put a little table out there for her, and she loves it. It's like her own little island. She is on it for hours, looking up into that tree, talking and twirling around.. I hardly see her anymore. Anyway the funniest thing about it is she is meowing like crazy. The number of meows in this little clip is more times than I have heard her meow in her whole life! What a weirdo.
My mom gave me this little rosebush after my surgery last year. I put it in the ground and it's blooming now, a nice wee bit of color now that fall is here.
And, lastly, seen on a church signboard in Ottawa, Illinois "Fifty Shades of Grace" lolol.
Kay :)
We were watching TV after we ate (scarfed) the lovely meal John prepared. Since John downloads things form the internet now, sometimes with little or no information on what he is downloading, we ended up watching a strangely interesting 20 minute cautionary educational tale on what to do should you find unexploded WWII bombs and stuff laying around. Leave them alone people! I know. Weird. Anyways in one section these guys are running to save a boy who is in danger of blowing himself up with a bomb he stashed in his nifty backpack. John made a comment about how fast the man was running toward the boy . . .
Kay: "I was really fast when I was a kid. Exceptionally fast I think.Too bad I got so fat. It does slow one down."
John: "Well, plus being 50 might have something to do with it. I'll tell you what Kay . . .why don't you go run around the house and we'll time you, we'll see how fast you are!"
Sigh. Laughter and more laughter. Smart ass brothers.
Dad asked me before we left if we were going to go by his old family farm. I told him we would if he wanted to. He said he wasn't sure if he wanted to, that he might cry if it was gone. I said oh it's gone all right! You just don't remember. He doesn't believe us when we tell him stuff. Oh boy. So when we were on the road I asked him which route he wanted to take. He said to take "the blacktop", which I somehow deciphered to mean Grand Ridge Road. As we were leaving John's he asked if we were going home through Ottawa. I said sure! Off we went. We got to Ottawa and I heard him whisper to mom, inquiring why in the hell we were in Ottawa! LOL So I guess I can continue to wonder what will happen when Dad does go by the old Mallaney farm.
Today Mom took Dad to see the heart doctor. The nurse asked him if he still lived in the same place. Dad said no, that he had just moved here from Verona! LOL Then she asked him who brought him to the office today. Dad looked over at Mom and said, "Ione Caldwell". Apparently Mom is his cousin today! I'm still his sister. When I was a kid we used to go to Marseilles to Harvey and Ione's annual fish fry. I wonder if Dad thought of her because we went by their old house on Saturday? Who knows. Anyway Mom was highly amused and surprised.
Midge had been spending a lot of time in the yard, sitting on the ground staring into the neighbor's tree, which leans over the fence. She's out there for hours. So I put a little table out there for her, and she loves it. It's like her own little island. She is on it for hours, looking up into that tree, talking and twirling around.. I hardly see her anymore. Anyway the funniest thing about it is she is meowing like crazy. The number of meows in this little clip is more times than I have heard her meow in her whole life! What a weirdo.
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| Weird Midge.I'm toying with the idea of giving her a little more elevation. Before the table the cement block was her perch. Clearly I need to get out more! |
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| Midge is able to tear herself away from her perch occasionally to lay on and dig up my radishes and lettuce. Maybe this is what they mean on the Food Network when they refer to a micro salad? |
Kay :)
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Keep a smile on your mug!
"Only he that has traveled the road knows where the holes are deep." Read that Chinese proverb today at the VA clinic.
Camping was good, a little too much rain, cold and beef. LOL I think I mooed on the way home, not just from overeating, but from the meatloaf and burgers. I think every non-breakfast meal included beef. Even though cow is my meat of choice, I got sick of it. I even left early and missed the beef sammies on Sunday night, they might have put me over the bovine edge! If you have the Weber Grill cookbook, try the meatloaf recipe in there. Heavenly!
I stayed in camper again with Mar and George (thank you thank you thank you!), and it is so nice not having to pack up all that camping stuff. I basically pick up a case (or 2) of beer, throw my cooler in the car, bake some stuff, pack some duds, and off I go. Very pleasant.
By the way, rum is fun for Mar, and for all of us! Mar used to drink rum and cokes years ago, then switched to beer, but for camping she reverted to rum and coke. Yowza! Admittedly it does maker her a little frisky. And that’s all I’m going to say about that! Poor Mar slipped down the camper steps and took a spill, luckily a mum helped to break her fall. Ouch. She was ok, just sore, whew! No ER visits for anyone this trip! Should I mention that Mar’s trip was due to rainy, muddy steps, and was in the a.m., so no alcohol was involved . . . nah I’ll skip that.
Strangely the only picture I took at camping was in Gays, IL of the famous two-story outhouse. I had taken a ride on Friday to escape the rain and cold. My Dad told me about this outhouse years ago, and I can finally tick it off my bucket list. I also found my new favorite coffee mug at a nice thrift store in Mattoon, IL.
Dad continues to do well on his new medication. The tinnitus is still bugging the hell out of him, rough spell with that right now. Mom and I took him to the VA clinic in Joliet today for a medication check-up. I didn’t know it would include another fun memory test. Yowza! Dad did not do well at all. In fact he did so poorly (4 out of 30, but in his defense the doctor speaks too fast and not loud enough for Dad to hear!) that the psychiatrist said we may get to skip that test next time. Mom and I get a lot of giggles out of it, so I don’t know if I want them to skip it! LOL I keep asking mom for reassurance that we are not evil women for giggling so hard at some of these doctor’s appointments! LOL The big giggle today went like this:
Doctor (from Hines VA Hospital, on a computer screen): Let me review things with you here, birthdate December 12, 1919, married white male . . . ?
Bernie: Ya ya, birthday the 12th of December 1919, and I’m married to a white male.
Then Dad got a look of consternation on his face, turned and gave me the funniest look and said "female Kay, female!" LOLOL
Part of the memory tests involves the doctor reading a story to Dad, and then asking Dad questions. If you had $100 and paid $3 for apples, and $20 for (? it-shay, I can’t remember arghhhh), how much money would you have left. Dad started figuring in his head, I don’t think the doc could hear him . . . “Well, apples are cheap . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm about $1.50?”
In the waiting room Dad asked Mom why we were at the clinic, and did he have to go in the room when they called us. Mom explained to him that he was here for his memory problem. Dad looked a little indignant and said “I can remember when I was 6 years old walking to Hollenbeck’s School!” Mom said yes, but you can’t remember what happened last week! LOL
Dad confessed that he is afraid to go to the clinic because he fears they'll put him in the hospital. I told him no worries! After his hospital stay at Morris I'm pretty sure he is on some sort of list, like Elaine on Seinfeld!
We got Dad some sliders and some coffee after the doctor’s appointment and he was happy. He has had a great appetite. Umm. So have I, unfortunately.
Dad on our ride, nearly every night, “I can’t believe we ended up here in Morris. I never thought this would happen to a Mallaney.” And all the way to Joliet, and on our nightly rides too, “I have never seen a corn field that big! Look at that!” I bet he said that 25 times today lol. He really does enjoy a ride, though he claims sometimes I take him “way too far” and “we have to be home before dark or Mother will worry”, and I’m not sure if he means my Mom, his wife, or if he thinks my Mom, his wife, is his mother. It doesn’t really matter, just so he feels safe and secure and keeps smiling. That is really all that matters right now. I figure we better enjoy these new good times, because anything could happen anytime. Life is like that.
We have plans to go to John’s house Saturday for brunch. Dad will kick and squawk that it is too far, but he has been wanting to go by his old family farm that he has been pining for. He asked several times if I would drive him by there. I’ve been a little worried about what will happen when he sees that it really is gone. I don’t think he believes us when we tell him he left that farm many years ago, that his farmhouse burned down and there is a different house there now. In fact I know he doesn’t believe us, because he is certain he was just at that house last week. We’ll see what happens. I’m pretty sure we will hear how big the fields are, and last time we went he could name the owners of all the old farms on the way, and could tell us how he had worked at a lot of them. Funny how he can remember all that stuff. And he has plenty of driving tips for me too, usually involving my speed! LOL
Take care folks.
Kay :)
Camping was good, a little too much rain, cold and beef. LOL I think I mooed on the way home, not just from overeating, but from the meatloaf and burgers. I think every non-breakfast meal included beef. Even though cow is my meat of choice, I got sick of it. I even left early and missed the beef sammies on Sunday night, they might have put me over the bovine edge! If you have the Weber Grill cookbook, try the meatloaf recipe in there. Heavenly!
I stayed in camper again with Mar and George (thank you thank you thank you!), and it is so nice not having to pack up all that camping stuff. I basically pick up a case (or 2) of beer, throw my cooler in the car, bake some stuff, pack some duds, and off I go. Very pleasant.
By the way, rum is fun for Mar, and for all of us! Mar used to drink rum and cokes years ago, then switched to beer, but for camping she reverted to rum and coke. Yowza! Admittedly it does maker her a little frisky. And that’s all I’m going to say about that! Poor Mar slipped down the camper steps and took a spill, luckily a mum helped to break her fall. Ouch. She was ok, just sore, whew! No ER visits for anyone this trip! Should I mention that Mar’s trip was due to rainy, muddy steps, and was in the a.m., so no alcohol was involved . . . nah I’ll skip that.
Strangely the only picture I took at camping was in Gays, IL of the famous two-story outhouse. I had taken a ride on Friday to escape the rain and cold. My Dad told me about this outhouse years ago, and I can finally tick it off my bucket list. I also found my new favorite coffee mug at a nice thrift store in Mattoon, IL.
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| Quite the tourist attraction. I think the population of Gays, IL is about 281! |
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| Finn chillaxing, and look at that tail! It's looking good. |
Dad continues to do well on his new medication. The tinnitus is still bugging the hell out of him, rough spell with that right now. Mom and I took him to the VA clinic in Joliet today for a medication check-up. I didn’t know it would include another fun memory test. Yowza! Dad did not do well at all. In fact he did so poorly (4 out of 30, but in his defense the doctor speaks too fast and not loud enough for Dad to hear!) that the psychiatrist said we may get to skip that test next time. Mom and I get a lot of giggles out of it, so I don’t know if I want them to skip it! LOL I keep asking mom for reassurance that we are not evil women for giggling so hard at some of these doctor’s appointments! LOL The big giggle today went like this:
Doctor (from Hines VA Hospital, on a computer screen): Let me review things with you here, birthdate December 12, 1919, married white male . . . ?
Bernie: Ya ya, birthday the 12th of December 1919, and I’m married to a white male.
Then Dad got a look of consternation on his face, turned and gave me the funniest look and said "female Kay, female!" LOLOL
Part of the memory tests involves the doctor reading a story to Dad, and then asking Dad questions. If you had $100 and paid $3 for apples, and $20 for (? it-shay, I can’t remember arghhhh), how much money would you have left. Dad started figuring in his head, I don’t think the doc could hear him . . . “Well, apples are cheap . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm about $1.50?”
In the waiting room Dad asked Mom why we were at the clinic, and did he have to go in the room when they called us. Mom explained to him that he was here for his memory problem. Dad looked a little indignant and said “I can remember when I was 6 years old walking to Hollenbeck’s School!” Mom said yes, but you can’t remember what happened last week! LOL
Dad confessed that he is afraid to go to the clinic because he fears they'll put him in the hospital. I told him no worries! After his hospital stay at Morris I'm pretty sure he is on some sort of list, like Elaine on Seinfeld!
We got Dad some sliders and some coffee after the doctor’s appointment and he was happy. He has had a great appetite. Umm. So have I, unfortunately.
Dad on our ride, nearly every night, “I can’t believe we ended up here in Morris. I never thought this would happen to a Mallaney.” And all the way to Joliet, and on our nightly rides too, “I have never seen a corn field that big! Look at that!” I bet he said that 25 times today lol. He really does enjoy a ride, though he claims sometimes I take him “way too far” and “we have to be home before dark or Mother will worry”, and I’m not sure if he means my Mom, his wife, or if he thinks my Mom, his wife, is his mother. It doesn’t really matter, just so he feels safe and secure and keeps smiling. That is really all that matters right now. I figure we better enjoy these new good times, because anything could happen anytime. Life is like that.
We have plans to go to John’s house Saturday for brunch. Dad will kick and squawk that it is too far, but he has been wanting to go by his old family farm that he has been pining for. He asked several times if I would drive him by there. I’ve been a little worried about what will happen when he sees that it really is gone. I don’t think he believes us when we tell him he left that farm many years ago, that his farmhouse burned down and there is a different house there now. In fact I know he doesn’t believe us, because he is certain he was just at that house last week. We’ll see what happens. I’m pretty sure we will hear how big the fields are, and last time we went he could name the owners of all the old farms on the way, and could tell us how he had worked at a lot of them. Funny how he can remember all that stuff. And he has plenty of driving tips for me too, usually involving my speed! LOL
Take care folks.
Kay :)
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Courtesy is cumbersome to those who know it not.
That is John's fortune from the Chinese Buffet by Meijer in Bloomington. Good chow (mein lol) if you are near.
Ran off to John's again to escape the annual Corn Festival. We were going to head to Decatur, John's old stomping grounds, for our favorite annual rummage sale put on by the humane society, but decided instead to spend the day in Bloomington. We had fun, thrifting and rummaging. We went to one estate sale in this nice older home that was soooo 70's. I mean the decor, wallpaper and such. It was a nice house, I loved it. Especially the pink tile in the bathroom. It was groovy. I was down in the basement, which had a rumpus (maybe rec room would be a better term?), with a bar. I was poking along through the basement, which was, of course, paneled and rambling lol, and noticed that the linoleum floor had a shuffleboard built right in! I'm sure in the day it was the talk of the neighborhood. I was still marveling on the shuffleboard when I happened upon the porn. Yes, porn. I said it out loud, kind of surprised, "PORN!?", and this other older lady (hey, she was at least 5 years older than me!), heard me and she looked at me and we were giggling. LOL Maybe it was like this "Hey neighbor, come on over for some shuffleboard and . . . ?" I was very amused. I did not buy any porn, but I kept going back (just twice) to this weird drinking glass with signs of the zodiac on it, and x-rated couples . . . it was just so weird. I am a Gemini, by the way, and there is no way I'd be limber enough to do what those Geminis were doing. I did buy a shoebox full of memo pads though, G-rated. And a black metal table for outside. Also G-rated. I hope! I guess who really knows. Anyway, the point of this story is clean up your stuff people! Don't leave it for your kids to do. Take care of business! People with dementia do not like clutter, and believe me, dementia is contagious! Ok Off my soapbox.
John also decided this weekend that it would interesting to decide what things have held up well over time, particularly TV shows and movies. Are they better, worse, or the same? He decided The Six Million Dollar Man has aged well, the Bionic Woman, not so well. The Incredible Shrinking Man and Poseidon Adventure and Village of the Damned also kick ass. That is my opinion. I remember that scene in the Incredible Shrinking Man with the cat looking in that doll house at the poor shrunken man! Wow. Go watch that movie people. And if there is a remake, please, please watch the old one. Always! Since John cut the cable cord we have been watching a lot of great old shows and movies. Sometimes I have to watch newer stuff too.
We also did some baking. Camping is coming up next weekend, and John has a potluck at work Monday.
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| I cooked up that caramel layer there. |
It hit me this week that my Dad is gone, I have a new brother now. He pretty much thinks I'm his sister, Noreen. Roller coaster emotions lately, and major sleep disturbance (for me, not for Dad LOL). He is doing very well at night, staying in bed, no more wildness, thank God! He is in a good mood too. So it could be worse. I've been blaming my red eyes on allergies. Allergies are a bitch man. Dementia is a bitch man. Some days everything is a bitch and I'm very very allergic.
Have a good weekend all.
Kay :)
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| Super cool old puzzle (dare I say "vintage") puzzle find from the weekend. |
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| Super fun puzzle from the weekend treasure hunt. |
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Weekend at Johns
Hanging at John's house this weekend. Had some ping pong and a nice walk this a.m. at Spring Lake, a lovely park a few minutes from John's house.
I cooked, honey lime tilapia,Crash Hot Potatoes http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/06/crash-hot-potatoes/, with thyme and parmesan cheese, and some broccoli and carrots. Yummers.
I had stopped at Farm & Fleet on the way to John's house to pick up some almonds for him at a great sale price. Well, distracted by .59 Bun bars in the checkout aisle, I failed to notice that I was overcharged to the tune $2.79 per bag! Yikes. At 5 bags that adds up man. I stopped on the way home to get my refund. Anyways the pretty young girl working the service desk at Farm & Fleet explained it to me. Turns out I didn't get the sale price because the sale is on the 1 pound bags, and my bags are only 16 ounces. I said, "You know . .. there are 16 ounces in a pound." All is well. Got my sale price and the farmer in the bib overalls behind me and I got a good chuckle.
Dad is still in a good mood, his sleep was a bit disturbed by his ears ringing. It has been terrible lately. He keeps asking Mom if her husband works nights. He asked me if I rode the bus. I asked what bus he was talking about, and turns out he wanted to know if I took the bus to high school. He is happy and smiling, so things are pretty good, just confusing.
Kay :)
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| Scary suspension bridge. |
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| John on new bridge across Egg Bag Creek. |
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| John enjoyed my cooking. |
Dad is still in a good mood, his sleep was a bit disturbed by his ears ringing. It has been terrible lately. He keeps asking Mom if her husband works nights. He asked me if I rode the bus. I asked what bus he was talking about, and turns out he wanted to know if I took the bus to high school. He is happy and smiling, so things are pretty good, just confusing.
Kay :)
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