Did you feel the earth move today? I hopped in the van about 11:30 and went down to my mom’s to do a few things for her. Things that I feel bad that she couldn’t do for herself. One was putting the handle on her new vacuum cleaner. It took me a few minutes (remember I don’t read directions), but I got it. She got one of those bagless ones which is not good for someone like me with allergies. I donned a dust mask and went to town-after spraying all over with Lysol and Febreze. I had to empty it about 6 times as it had been a while since the place was vacuumed. She also wanted me to hang up a new phone, but a connector piece was missing. Both the wall plate and the phone only had spaces for those little snap in pieces. I put a slipcover on a chair and then had to leave. I had brought her half of a lobster salad sandwich. I had gotten baby lobster tails for Christmastime and never cooked them until yesterday. It was good! I think she enjoyed it. I also brought her a 8 oz can of coke which seemed to brighten her up a bit-sugar overload. I got to talk to my Uncle Don too which made me feel better. He sounds okay, a little tired but more like I expect him to sound. And mom really liked my Art Trading cards, especially the one I made for her. She said she can see why I like doing them. She showed me all the little watercolors she’s been doing from her watercolor a day calendar. I can see her getting better each day. I was glad to see her being creative.

I dropped by my brother’s on the way home with Roald Dahl books for Tori and a few other things I found in the room I am trying to turn into a craft area. I told them mom didn’t look good and her appetite was terrible. My nephew Kenny who is almost 11 is as tall as me now! Tori was cute and gave me several hugs.

When I got home, we went to church, picked up disgustingly big burgers (am feeling that!) and settled in for the night.

I talked to mom and she said she had cleaned off her end tables in the living room after her shower. I sure hope she gets her strength up so she can go to the Philly Flower Show sometime this week. That’s a lot of walking! Brian’s dad isn’t well either. So much to worry about.

No photo for ‘salty’ as call I could think of was pretzels and my jar of sea salt. Sorry!