My Mom has been with me for about 3 1/2 months this visit. She can’t remember what she did two minutes ago but she remembers her highschool days clear as can be. She is 83. The mind is a mysterious thing, to say the least. But she still can dish out the zingers. She’s moving in with me, so you can expect to see more post about our adventures.

Last night she walks out of her bedroom into the living room wearing a white nighty. My boyfriend, who is sitting on the couch, looks up and says “Oh my God.” She looks back at him and says……”No, it’s not God, it’s just me, Edna.”

Gotta love her……..