I've been editing on and off all day. It's my oldest's birthday tomorrow.
Oooops. Not tomorrow... 12th. Looked at the date on the satellite and wondered where I gained 2 days. Getting old.
My grandmother was the same in her final years. it's a sad, sad thing that seems so unfair after a lifetime of building those memories. My mom was never left alone those last couple of years.
Happy happy happy! Maple Leafs won the NHL lottery draft with only an 8% projected chance. It's damn near miraculous. We pick first.
Hello, peasants and goofballs.
My mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer's about four or five years before she passed, and she knew us all right up until the end. I pray for you both. Give her my love, brother.
I have my granddaughter today. She's already eaten three times before noon. She's so tiny, I don't know where she puts it. Now she wants watermelon, but I said she has to wait one hour. She's watching the clock.