Dad went to the Base in Grand Forks to refill 'scripts and get groceries. While he was gone, I got to work in the kitchen without someone looking over my shoulder and saying "we don't eat that." Or, walking through the kitchen to get coffee or a piece of toast. So today I made waffles for the freezer for when I'm back in ON taking care of details related to my house and my brother's estate (waffles are one of Mom's favorites for breakfast), a breakfast casserole with croutons, cheese, zucchini, green pepper, sausage, 3 cheeses, and eggs, (Dad thinks that should be a lunch dish). Flora's Peach Cream Pie, and apple pie (put that in the freezer to be baked later), and pot roast, potatoes, and carrots for dinner. All in all, it was a fun day in the kitchen. I also cleaned the kitchen floor and changed Mom and got her to color her Pooh coloring book. And then after unloading the car, I made a run to the dump and missed hitting a deer. Going to the dump is an outing for me. I am still arguing with Dad about having the caregivers cook--really, you want to pay someone to make a loaf of bread for $20/hr? I would rather they fold laundry, clean floors, and vacuum. I want kitchen time!!!