Every Year is a Little Better

First year...not a chance,
Second year...a split second on Santa's lap.
This year...Beckett in a nice pose with his teacher Abbie.

This is in the front entrance to our church. Santa and Mrs. Claus are set up right in front of my old classroom. It's funny to see this particular Santa.

Back in my hey-day of playing softball, Fred was a pretty good player. that we played against. But, when he eventually stopped playing, he became an excellent umpire, along with his b-i-l Geno, who was also a good player. Although we didn't always agree...great memories with both guys.

I'm getting tired of talking about my operation, but each day has been different, Today, 2 hours in my craft room, binged watched 3 episodes of Blue Bloods, a walk to the end of the street, but then I crashed. 4 hours in bed. Supper, then a fever (101.3), 3 Ibuprofen, then a sweating out of the fever. Now (10:30 p.m.) and I'm trying to stay awake until 11-11:30.