Day Sixty Five

Here we are, Shelby, Elijah and Granny Kay on our way home from lunch at KFC with Grandpa Neil on Friday, March 6th. I usually just have Elijah on Friday, but school is out here today and again Monday because of all the illness spreading around. So Shelby joined us today. These two have been sick, too. Elijah has an ear infection and a bad cough. He didn't eat any chicken, only chocolate pudding and yellow Jello. His cough meds apparently make him sleepy. It didn't take him long to zonk out on the way back to the house. Of course, we usually drive around a bit after lunch on Fridays so he'll fall asleep and take a nap. I'm so bad. I took this with my cell phone over my shoulder while driving north on Jefferson Avenue. Actually, we were stopped at a red light. Honest! I just noticed that Shelby's green sweater matches Elijah's sippy cup. Great kids. Fun stuff.

Day Sixty Four

I'm thinkin'....Burger King. We eat so poorly. But notice we did leave most of the fries.

Day Sixty Three

Tools of torture in Cardio-Sculpt class: The Big Pink Ball, the little pink ball, six pound weights and other dreaded stuff not shown. My sister Jane and I have been doing aerobics classes for about twenty years now, and we prefer to believe we are better off for our efforts. I hope we are. Because my knees and shoulders hate me now.

Day Sixty Two

My sister Ann and my brother Ken got in some exercise Tuesday. Our mom is a resident in an assisted living home here, and we try to eat lunch with her once a week. This week, she was being moved from one room to another, and we were there to do the supervising and most of the moving. Exercise is led each day by one of the residents. Ann and Ken joined in before we got started on the furniture moving. You go!

Day Sixty One

Monday is always laundry day.