Hi Everyone.
Stopped by mom and dad's today, bearing soup once again. I think I have finally found something I can cook consistently without screwing up. After 23 years of marriage, the relief in this house is palpable.
The above picture was taken with my Blackberry. I hope everyone is impressed that I actually know how to get it out of my Blackberry, onto my computer and then onto this blog and will not notice that I have no idea how to focus.
The sweater Dad is wearing was knitted by his late sister May years ago. Being made of wool it is being very appreciated now that dad is feeling the cold.
Like a true Flanagan, Dad seems to be reacting well to the extra hour's sleep over the weekend. Mom reports (and I noticed today) that he doesn't seem to need as much sleep. We watched a soccer game; I have no idea who was playing or who won. I seem to be the only Flanagan missing the soccer gene; the only team I follow is Joe's and even then have to believe my siblings (or nieces or nephews, for that matter) when they claim a referee call is bogus.
Dad is feeling about the same; any pain he feels can be handled by Tylenol for the moment. Still using the walker and staying very close to home. He claims to be eating my soup; the only reason I believe him is because he would never be polite enough to claim otherwise. To be honest I don't think his appetite is very good but he is trying.
My mom and dad appreciate all the cards and phone calls; thanks everyone for your well wishes and prayers.
xoxoo
Anne
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