January 4
I’ll do up the pictures of Rome’s far too adorable playgroup tomorrow. Right now I am counting my blessings.
But first, notice the view. This is the view from Mom’s room at the Rehab and each and e.v.e.r.y time she sees it she says ‘it looks like we’re in San Francisco’ and then I say ‘it looks a little like San Francisco but you know you are in LA because of the palm trees.’ We have exchanged these sentiments approximately 268 times so far.
Blessings tied to this picture: 1) my sisters 2) I can walk 3) I can walk to the Rehab 4) I’m retired (I can not even Conceive of this situation and hauling my *ss to the office) 5) when Mom is watching videos of episodes of ‘Monk’ she is entirely happy.