Sister and her husband landed on our doorstep yesterday for a couple nights before heading on home from their trek across the nation. Today we braved the 90 degree “cold spell” (considering the triple digits we’ve been adjusting to) long enough to go into town for a sweet and sour chicken, pork fried rice, and chow mein lunch.It was good to get Mom out of the house for awhile. I must remember, though, to take a pillow for her to sit on. Her four feet, nine inches put her barely above chin-level to restaurant booth tables. Mom's fortune read: Rarely do great beauty and virtue dwell together as they do in you. It's true.
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