I just got back from my son's house. I got a lovely soft warm shawl which I just love. It is so warm. There was a second shawl, but it was striped black and brown and not as pretty. So my DIL loved that one and is going to keep it for herself and get me another one in a different color from the one I love. I also received from my son's in-laws a lovely blue (my favorite color) fleece long robe with blue leopard print slippers. And my son and his wife ( whom I adore) gave me a lovely picture of my grandson with Santa. I don't know what he said to Santa, but he has him laughing. The frame is very heavy.
Come time to sit down to eat, and I got very sick. I was beginning to think I had the flu. It just hit me out of the blue. I was looking forward to the meal. I didn't even get to eat my lobster. So I brought it home along with two others. And a big plate of food. I am feeling much better now, but I sure would like to know what hit me. I am feeling very weak and beat up right now.
My son married a great girl. I just love her and her parents. I have 17 grand and great grand children. But this youngest one has to be my favorite. Yes, I do have a favorite. I admit it. He is so smart and bright. And well behaved. He is three y.o. and speaks three languages. He speaks English to my son, Italian to his mother and Albanian to his grandparents. My son has him enrolled for piano lessons. He can spell and do math. So learning to read music should come easy to him.
I had a great day, (except for getting sick.)