Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Dinner was just being served when I arrived. Stuffed pork roast, mashed potatoes and gravy, string beans and rice pudding. Mom ate everything except for the mashed potatoes and gravy. She didn't even try it.
Tuesday is shower day. Mom's hair looked nice today. Fuller and wavy.
I asked her about Home Alone. It was shown on Saturday. Donna didn't remember, but mom remembered. She smiled. That's her favourite Christmas movie since two years ago.
Charlene got her the DVD and we played it over and over.
A couple of times, when mom stayed at my place for the weekend, I forgot her medication so I had to go back to her place to get it. I would put in the DVD and then take the bus to her place and back before the video ended.
Once we went out for dinner, but she didn't want to stay. I brought her back to my place. I made her cream of wheat and played Home Alone, while I went back to the dinner party. Service was slow so I went to check on her after the appetizers and then I got back in time for the main course. Timing was great.
She still likes that movie. They'll play it again next Saturday.
After dinner we sorted out the clothes in her drawer and in the laundry hamper, then we went to join the others in the television room to watch the news.
Michael was complaining about the food. He said everything was too soft. He said he wanted to eat a real steak.
After a while, I suggested we play cards. Everyone was in: Michael, Shanta, Anna, Mom and Donna. Actually Mom and Donna don't really like to play, but everyone else does. I think it makes them feel like they are regular people socializing and playing cards. They joke and laugh. They accuse each other of cheating. They help each other find the card. We played 5 games. Shanta won twice, Mom, Donna and Anna won once each and Michael came close, but didn't win any.
It was a dark and stormy night. Luckily my bus showed up. The bus was empty except for me and the driver. No other passengers got on. My other connections were good too. It was a good night.
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