Not a bad morning with my father. He did spend some time ranting about Bush, or Boob McNutt the Widowmaker as he refers to him. He also told me that he wouldn’t vote Republican if God himself were running. I do love my father. Then he thought I was his sister Mary Ellen. That seems to be who he confuses me with the most. My parents will celebrate their 55th wedding anniversary this Friday on Groundhog Day.
Leo is attempting to teach me chess. Last night he gave me several lessons and told me I had passed all the levels—-and that I was the best student he’s ever had. Of course it turns out that the only other student he’s had is Owen….
another picture from yesterday: