The days, they are a dwindling! We leave Alabama on Thurs, 2/28, and head to Houston. Em's birthday is 3/3, so we have to be there for that. Before we leave, I will mount one final assault on the oyster. We will miss the ocean, the fresh seafood, the balmy temps, and perhaps most of all - something we see very little of during Michigan winters - SUN.
J is healing, slowly. Patience has never been one of her virtues. She thinks she can take 2 pills and return to normal. It doesn't work that way - especially at our age. But every day she has a bit more mobility in the arm, although I still have to help her get dressed. I am not used to that. She blames me for not playing with dolls as a kid. Got that right, Pancho!
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