Last Wednesday I spent the day at the hospital for Dad's surgery. Three weeks before that I spent the day at the hospital for my mother-in-law's surgery. As most people know, it's a tough thing to do. You sit around, walk around, stare out the window, drink coffee, and pee. Sometimes you see a crying family and sometimes YOU are the crier. Sometimes you get to see your sissy brother reading "Today's Woman" magazine. I bet his employees would love to get their hands on that pic.
Last summer we bought a flat screen TV for our bedroom. Charlene's upstairs watching The Young And The Restless she tivo-ed as I type. When I was at home recuperating from my foot surgery I watched Y & R most everyday because I was a captive audience. I confess I did get into it. I love watching hi-def tennis. Soon, we're going to buy a fifty incher for downstairs. We're waiting for the price to come down but I hope we get it before Wimbledon starts. Lord, I can be shallow.
I bought my first $3.99 per gallon gasoline and still felt fortunate to be an American. I bought only two and a half gallons. This Sunday, after church in Simpsonville, I'll fill it up for around $3.90 per gallon..whooo-hoooo what a bargain!