Why do people call this “pulled pork”? We in the Tinkler family are choppers!
The weather situation is much improved! The ground is so saturated, though, I’m afraid we’re still going to lose some trees. I saw one today on the way to the doctor with mother which had pulled up a big round root ball. It might have been the one that caused our short power outage last night.
This rain just won’t stop!
And each parent had blood drawn at 9, then mother had her first post-op check up at 10:45.
Country ham, black eyed peas, turnip greens, corn bread, sweet tea (I’m usually an unsweet man, but a day like this called for sweet). My banana pudding is to the right.
Both parents home! They’re sitting on the front porch going through the mail. I expect them to holler for something or other shortly – but it’s better than having one or more of them in the hospital!
So now I have both of my parents in separate hospitals. Luckily the two are less than 10 minutes apart on the same street – and the further one is about 15 minutes from home. I just need to get into a schedule!
So I’m standing in the kitchen this morning enjoying the fresh air coming in and I realize that my legs are warm. I touch the radiator. It’s hot. The thermostat was set at 75, and it was 70 outside.
further: Oh dear, I should have updated. Daddy’s been home since Friday, 6/21. Mama still has a few more days of inpatient rehab, but we’re already talking to them about her followup outpatient rehab – she should come home this Saturday.
Mama’s out of the hospital and into Siskin for rehab. Today’s patient – Daddy has a followup procedure for his pacemaker.
further: at the end of an outpatient day, they admitted him. He’s fallen among doctors.
Off to Chattanooga for Aged P Patrol – my mother’s knee replacement surgery went well. I’m going to relieve my sister and to help in the recovery. Chattanooga in the summertime!
I had been looking at the new features of Reunion 10 (which my mother just downloaded). I walked back into the kitchen and half of my father’s link-sausage-wrapped-in-pastry was uneaten on the floor. I was afraid it was the Rapture and I’d been left behind – but he had just dropped it and incidentally left the room before picking it up.
I just dropped #1 Niece off for a day of camp at the Baylor School (we’re McCallie people, but McCallie doesn’t offer girls camps and GPS’s camps are too early for my sister to send her down here to the grandparents).
Baylor painted big red paws on the drive in to campus (shades of Clemson and Auburn).
However, if their mascot is supposed to be a predator, shouldn’t the paw prints be headed OUT the drive towards prey rather than IN, as though the big cat is slinking home?