Feeling a Little Ookie this A.M.

Woke up at 2:30 having to get rid of yet another tank of water, but also because of some queasiness. I'll blame the tummy troubles on my middle brother, John :) After my mom and I returned home from treatment, John had a lovely pork roast simmering on the cook top. It smelled heavenly and was equally delicious. Pork being one of my favorites, I scarfed down more of it and the accompanying carrots and potatoes than I should have -- it was well worth it.

RJ with our golden girl

Another notable point of that meal and the previous evening's offering (chicken and noodles cooked by my mom), is that they marked the first time in three-plus years I've walked into the house with a sumptuous cooked meal waiting for me. That was RJ's forte, something he loved doing for me, for us. Brings a sigh, but also a smile for the conjured memories.


Going to take it real easy today. I'm hoping that by tomorrow I'll feel good enough to join the family for dinner at the Buckeye Lake Yacht Club in celebration of my nephew Andrew's high school graduation.