Good morning, all! I believe tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and I believe our poor BK is overworked to have looked at the wrong calendar day! BK, you need a vacation. Today is, however, the18th birthday of my beloved goddaughter Charlotte Raines, and I shall call her later to send my love and birthday wishes.
Yes, the snow has begun, and this morning everything at Randy's is relatively quiet. My dad is restless and Randy, with my fumbling aid, got my dad out of bed before he decided he wanted to return there. I learned this morning that Jo Ann has been sleeping in Dad's room with him since he returned from hospital and that she was up and down all night long with his restlessness. He keeps gesturning and scratching. Regularly, he tried to get out of bed. The pain is getting intense, and the medication renders him unconscous intermittently.
My nephew Matt has been out with the truck cleaning the driveway, and I've had the urge to run out and start a snowbll fight for some needed levity.
Was there a TOD? I clearly missed it. Perhaps I was too caught up in THE HEIRESS, a film I love. The orchestration for the film score was done by Jerome Moross.