Haircut and Chicken Soup

Hi y'all!

This weekend was pretty much the same as always for the trips to Draper.  Jane and I went together, they all watched Mickey Mouse while I straightened up.  I did, however, also cut Dad's hair.  I buzz it for him whenever Mom tells him that he needs a haircut.  I did notice that he has a sore, about the size of a nickel, on his neck on the left side a little behind and below his ear.  He didn't seem to know how he got it.  When I mentioned it, Mom said that she has been trying to get him to go to the doctor to get it checked out.  I don't remember seeing it last time I cut his hair, and it appeared to be healing and didn't seem to be infected at all.  So, I will see how it looks next time I cut his hair.  If it is not getting any better, then I will push the doctor visit.

As you know, I cook lunch for them on Fridays, and then on Sunday I take out whatever I made for dinner for them to have when they want.  (They have usually already ate dinner by the time I get there.)  When I go back on Friday, sometimes the container is empty and cleaned out, sometimes it is on the counter and still needs to be cleaned, and sometimes it is still in the fridge.  If it is still in the fridge, I usually decide to either leave it for a couple of a more days (depending on what it is and if it will keep), or I dump it out and clean the container to take home.  I really don't care if they eat it or not, I just want them to have options. 

Last Sunday I took out some homemade chicken noodle soup.  They hadn't eaten it, and I hadn't cleaned out the container yet.  I came to the kitchen and was getting the broom to clean the floor, when Dad came in through the back door.  He had the empty container in his hand.  I know that Mom probably told him to dump it out while I was cleaning the bathrooms so that I would think they had eaten it.  He told me how good it was!  I felt bad for catching him when they were trying to not hurt my feelings.  I just pretended like I didn't know what he was doing so I wouldn't hurt his feelings!  We are all so protective!

Sunday, no one was available to go with me to play cards, so I just drove down for a visit.  We talked about Bill and Morgan's wedding (they want to get married in the back yard), the family reunion, and Aunt Bonnie (they were having a birthday party for her in their back yard).  I took out some rice with green peppers and hamburger casserole thingy.  We will see if it is still there on Friday!