Woke up to a rooster crowing. Made breakfast for the family. Took my dad to the library to pick up a book, and the local library has a shop where they sell their older books at discount price. Two bucks for a hard cover book. Since I've had to give away books at every PCS, I'm anxious to rebuild my library, and when I find a book I want I buy it and put it on a shelf. Since I'm coming back here anyways when I retire, I figure it's a good way to start my new personal library.
Lots of good discussions with my father. Those are priceless at this moment. You couldn't pay me to step away from them for all the gold on the earth. I regret that I didn't realize this decades earlier in life.
Found a bottle of Irish whisky that my mom called "sinful" for being so good. That's a win.
Made my version of beef stew for dinner. My mom wants me to teach her how to make it. Another win.
Sometimes you just have to slow down and enjoy life. I'm trying to do that right now.
1 comment:
Having Mom ask for a recipe is definitely a win!
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