Our weekend up north was nice.
My Dad is feeling and looking good and has alot more energy. He's stopped drinking his 3 rum and diet cokes a night and my Mom is extremely happy for that.
Dad figures that he has saved about a thousand dollars already.
A mere 5 days after his angioplasty he was going for a walk with us.
He showed us a picture of his heart before and after. He showed us the blocked artery and how it looked now. Cool stuff. Sort of!
We had a lazy sports watching day on Sunday. Included was hockey, football, baseball and golf. No drinking though, which is fine with me, I don't drink that much.
On Monday we arrived home and my mil invited us over for dinner.
It's kind of funny that my mil's hubby can paint, wire a house and do basic carpentry, but can't cook.
He tries and thinks he does a good job, but....
The veggies were good, due to the season, but they just mangle the roast.
He's trying to tell my bil that he'll teach him how to cook a roast the proper way.
I'll teach him and I would help mil's hubby if he wasn't stubborn.
Anyways the roast was passable and we had a nice time.
The talk was who's doing Christmas dinner and they looked at us. We didn't tell them but I'm hoping to arrive at airport on Christmas eve or day from a tropical island.
Then we plan to go out for dinner on Christmas day. (Toronto has a large Jewish community)
Talk about anti-social.
Oh well!
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Christmas dinner out = brilliant! No mess to clean up, eat like a pig, and go home for a nap...what a grand idea!
have you told your peckerhead boss you'll be away yet???
gotta love a man that can cook; my husband is a great cook; he's been trying to teach me to get roast right for years...
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