Facetimed Dad today to get an update on the butt. Guess what? It still is a pain in the ass. Not only that, Mom stepped on a nail and had to get a tetanus shot. I assume not in the butt. The good thing is that my mom stepped on the nail with her left foot and my dad’s right leg is on the fritz, so the two of them together make one complete and well two-legged person.
Jeremy was amused by an ice-cream sandwich cake he saw on the internet. So he was determined to make it for Sunday night dinner.
Layers of whipped cream / caramel / chocolate / etc.
I was not kidding when I said this was the month of sweets.