I just finished reading Donna A's new book. It is great! Different from her others, but still just as well written. I'll be blogging about it later, either tonight or tomorrow.
We took my mil to a wedding in Calgary this past week-end. Left Fri. a.m. and came home yesterday evening. She's 86, has two bad knees, and is about 60 lbs overweight. We ended up going back for her sweater, which she swore she couldn't live without -- luckily we were only about 1/2 a mile from home. Then about an hour down the road she started fussing because she just remembered that she'd left her lunch at home in the frig. We had plenty, but would she eat it -- no. I'm sorry, but one hour into a 9 hour trip I'm not turning around for a few sandwiches! The morning of the wedding she couldn't find her rings. Then she couldn't find her bottom teeth, and then she couldn't find her purse. My husband finally found her purse under her bed, and in it were her teeth and her rings. Don't even ask how often she left her cane hanging somewhere and I had to go searching for it.
Needless to say, I was exhausted by the time we got home. Don't get me wrong, I love her dearly, but she's starting to lose it, and we're the ones who have to find it -- if you know what I mean. She won't even consider going into a senior's complex. And I can't see it getting any better any time soon, either.
Ah well, I'll be like that some day, and my kids will be saying the same things about me. . . :-)
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