I cannot believe I have not posted since June.
Time really flies when you are having fun.
The above picture is from 10 years ago.
When I walked every day.
And soaked up the all the beauty.
And Jasmine was alive.
And I saw my children.
And my grandkids.
And I loved my job.
Don’t worry, this is NOT going to be a pity post.
Though it sounds like it so far.
The old folks have been keeping me pretty busy.
I have to take my 93 year old stepdad to hospital on Tuesday.
He has to have more cancer cut out his back.
Poor old bugger.
I took him to the plastic surgeon a couple of weeks ago to take a biopsy.
On the way home I stopped to pick up some medication for him.
It took a while and when I got back he told me a prostitute had tried to pick him up.
Either she was desperate.
Or had bad eyesight.
Or he looks good for his considerable age.
In any event I had a good laugh.
He was a bit indignant!
Mother is starting Alzheimers.
Why doesn’t WP like the way I have spelled that?
The only time she initiates conversation it is to repeat something she has told you a hundred times.
Her eyesight has suddenly gone wonky and she can’t read anymore.
Spends most of her time staring into space.
She keeps putting articles of clothing into the warming drawer of the stove.
And then forgets about them.
I am constantly taking out red hot clothes.
She became convinced there was a sink hole under their bedroom.
Wanted Dad to get in an engineer.
She kept feeling a draft on her legs.
I think this is bad circulation because she never moves from her chair.
Eventually I told her there was no sink hole.
But if a sink hole DID swallow her up I would put “she was right” on her grave stone.
That was the end of the sink hole story.
Well, now that I have bored you all to tears, I shall end.