I'll start this but may be interrupted by breakfast. Groves and I got to the lake Friday evening and Mad Dog was there waiting for us. We rode the last half mule with the top down and then honked for Mad Dog to come out. He thought he was coming out to help carry stuff in. He thought we had better sense than to ride when it was cold in a convertible. We had the top down, windows up, and seat warmers on. It wasn't so bad.
I knew Janet came home on Friday, so I called out there that evening and even got to talk with her. Nancy and Merri and Merri's 20 year old stepson were there, and the girls had cooked a big dinner. Janet had decorated some pumpkins in occupational therapy last week and then the therapists wondered what they would do with the pumpkins. Janet suggested they make pies. With Janet's assistance, they made several pumpkin pies. They were a mover! Some of these therapists will come to their house to continue Janet's therapy, but it sounds like Janet can assist them too.
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