He does enjoy the milk shakes I bring him. In fact, if I ate as much as him I'd weigh 200 pounds. One thing he has is a very good appetite.
My sister came a couple of weeks ago and Dad recognized her immediately. I just don't think he remembers any more that she was here.
We attended the Texan's game and saw them humiliated by the NY Jets.
I'm afraid my enthusiasm for NFL football has waned considerably since the commissioner decided to allow Michael Vick back into the NFL and Philadelphia decided to offer him a job. Yes, I believe in forgiveness, but playing in the NFL is a privilege and with that privilege goes responsibility. There should be no place in the NFL for an ex-con. Unfortunately, we had already paid for our season tickets when the announcement was made. We won't have tickets next year. I know the NFL could care less and obviously they won't go under because of my lack of support, but I just have to do what is morally right for me. I'm the one that wanted the season tickets each year. My husband would just as soon watch on TV. Now he'll get his wish.
I've been sewing today, so I'd better get back to work. I'll try and get back over to my blog more often and maybe even participate in Pink Saturday every so often.