The meal came out pretty good. Note sweet potato dish at far end placed near my seat at all times. My diet behavior was in a word, deplorable. Frankly, I should be taken outside and shot. My brother has a great big long granite island in the kitchen, big enough for a person to lie down on, and I suggested it could be used for liposuction. There's a garden hose outside and I'm sure we could have looked up the procedure on the internet. I even volunteered to go first. Buncha pansies.
My dad is 94 and doing okay. He doesn't hear well all the time and we sometimes have exchanges such as:
Becky: "Dad! Remember when you used to travel to Chicago on business?"
Dad: "I wear glasses about half the time."
So I guess we're in the holiday season, dear reader. Try to stay calm and keep the weapons stored safely.
A bientot
love,
becky
