A couple of things have happened during the month of December that have taken precedence over blogging.
#1- My son and daughter-in-law had another beautiful baby boy the week before Christmas.
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| Asher and Uncle Cody |
#2- Don had hernia surgery three days after Christmas.
I'm going to confess. I sort of like my husband a bit drugged up. Not only did the Lortab keep Don awake (a terrific thing since he has MS and is always tired), but I found he was quite amusing.
Upon arriving home from the hospital, I situated Don in the recliner, turned the television on, then plopped down on the sofa with my laptop and permitted Don to entertain me, albeit unintentional...
8:00 p.m.-
Don- “Do you ever wonder what happened
to the girl’s dad?”
Me- “What girl’s dad?”
Don- “The Brady girls.”
I have NO IDEA why Don was suddenly concerned about the Brady girl's real father. All I know is he wasn't talking about Mike Brady. What really baffles me, however, is Don was watching Dateline NBC!
10:00 p.m.-
Don- "I'm not tired, AT ALL!"
Me- Could it be the three Cokes you chugged since we got home at 5:00?"
10:05 p.m.-
Don waddles into the kitchen, picks up a Tangerine and goes on and on about why Cuties are sooo much better than Mandarin Oranges.
10:30 p.m.-
Don- “You like bread pudding, don’tcha?”
WTH? We have been married for 30 years. He should know that I
HATE bread pudding! I'm still scratching my head about that one.
