Love is being pushed to do what you don't want to do... and doing it anyway.
What does a 6-day work week get you? A 3-day weekend, my friend. And I took FULL advantage of it. I went and spent Friday with Grandma. Much to probably her disgust, I loaded her up and took her on the road. Now mind you, it's not her first time out of the house, but it is her first time out with me since her stroke. We used to go everywhere, all the time. Now she'll only go with Dennis - and that's mostly just to the doctor. But this week, she up and decided to go. Excited was one way to describe me. We went and saw Aunt Flora and then to see Aunt Wilma and then to the "Depot". Home Depot to be exact. Then we met Dad-o for lunch. And then we made one more stop at a store to get her a new doorknob. It was an extremely successful first outing. Then Saturday, we made banana pudding together. Delicious and somewhat nutritious.
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