It is mid week and now we head towards the weekend.

 TERRY

It is 9:00 AM as I start to write and Terry is sleeping.  Again during the night I got up and covered her as she tends to kick the covers off.  We had someone come in yesterday to work with Terry.  It was a nurse and she was here to help Terry with personal cleaning.  After talking through how we would do that we decided that Terry was too weak to take the wheelchair into the shower and then transfer to the chair so it was a sponge bath on the couch.  You know what they say, "when given a sponge just get yourself clean".  Oh, sorry I guess I just made that up!  We are expecting a PT person to come in today and then the OT person to be here tomorrow again.  For me it will be interesting to see how this goes over the next month as I think they do a month and then evaluate how things went and decide IF help should continue.  Yep, you got it, one day at a time!

My agenda for the day is tennis at 10:30 and then time this afternoon to go over the menu and items needed for next Thursday.  I have NO idea what we will do with leftovers if I make the meal that I am planning.  HOW does one do a Thanksgiving meal for TWO???  I actually need some of those homemade buns that Mom and Gail made for turkey sandwiches on the Friday!!!  

HOW ABOUT THAT!!!

Home made lefsa all the way from Utah compliments of sister Joan.  I admit I ate several pieces already but there still is two left.  I may just save them for next Thursday.  Long ago!!!  I, right now, can see and smell the hot fresh lefsa coming off the grill.  Of course the first one is always a test so one needed to spread it out, put butter, plenty, and enjoy as the second one was frying.  In the end we would have this large plate with fresh lefsa folded and arranged nicely for later.  However making it was NOT always an easy chore.  Sometimes as we got to the last few it would become hard to roll them out. When that happened Mom would then roll them in cornmeal (I think that was it) and bake them in the oven.  We then had these large hard pieces and one could just break off a delicious bite and be on our way.  I better be careful here as I may just have to stop and wipe a tear from my eye as memories are so vivid and real.  

In our house on the farm to get upstairs you had several steps, then a landing and then a right turn and maybe 4 more steps.  It was at the end of those steps that Mom would stack the hard ones.  It made it very convenient to just reach over and break off a treat as one went upstairs or downstairs.  By the way as one turned on the landing to go up the last few stairs there on your right was the gun cabinet that Ronald made in HS AND housed all of our firearms.  To this day I, at times, think of the guns that were in the fire.  AND I think of Dad's beloved  22 rifle which was a Winchester model 52C  that was a top of the line rifle and Dad loved it.  More than once I have looked at what one would pay for that today on a used gun web site and the cost would be HIGH.

Well here I am kind of at the end of my words today.  I still have my Alaska cup on the desk and it is half empty and half full of FP which will propel me into the next phase of today.  Maybe even give me the energy to win at 10:30.