*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

Spook home now.

Mother gets to come home tomorrow. Dad will bring her home.
What's wrong, you ask? Little this, little that. Old age, failing health.
Basically? A leakly heart valve, and overall health not the best.

Anyway, I'm home.

Weeds grow so fast. Garden needs weeded. I started, but I've got
lots of weeds. And the lawn...at least I mowed the front today.

Where are we at in the conversation? I'll have to back pedal and catch
up, see who's been good, who's been bad.

Right now, I'm goin got post this and then go fix a sandwich.
Hungry. Spook needs a brownie fix.

But I'm home.
 
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Keeping you in our prayers Spook. Have some brownies dear friend. They're still warm! You have been SO missed.
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Thats good, I guess. She can pass away at home
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Who's been bad or good? Are you Spook or Santa?
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Spook and Santa are pretty much the same, Tani.

Just ask my daughter...

BUT HAVE YOU BEEN GOOD, GIRL? No sneaking around,
holding hands with silly little boys or anything?
 
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I'm good! As for holding hands: No, not for a long while, and probably not for a few months, either.
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Now, I've been in the big city for the past few days.
There's some pretty strange looking people loose on
those streets.

Makes me REALLY like my little place.

But...now I'm going to go get in my own bed. I've missed
that thing. And my recliner... and my own tv.

You can nap in a hospital room, but it isn't a lot of fun. And
motels...I don't miss them. Since it was my mom...I stayed close,
but had a motel.

But now it's my bedtime in my own bed.
 

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