I spent the day yesterday being lazy. I had the best day. Minus the obvious emotion and aching that goes deep down inside right now.
My poor dad can't shake his nausea and just feels, well, awful. My mom is a saint doing everything she can to nourish him and try to keep him where we need his protein levels to be. Today marks 22 more days before his surgery that is still scheduled for the 24th. I hate that he is so miserable, and that makes me miserable. And I also feel for my mom who is there with him every second. I know they are strong and my whole family is there to push them through and get us to Houston, but we are all so tired. And so ready for this chapter in our lives to be closed. We are soooo ready to tell that
Back to yesterday. It was spent being lazy around the house. Lots of prayer, and lots of cooking. In no particular order. Prayers for my dad and his healing, and cooking for good luck for the new year!
I made my first successful pot of black eyed peas, along with some homemade, cast-iron skillet cornbread. There is only one word to describe this meal....YUM! I am tooting my own horn here, but sometimes that's ok :) Jack and Sheryl came to eat with us. Sheryl brought a salad and a yummy berry trifle for dessert. It was seriously all so good and the hubs couldn't stop raving about it, which always makes a wife feel pretty darn good :) Especially when it's good ole' soul food (as my mama calls it!) I can't wait to eat leftovers for lunch (and maybe even dinner, ha!). Happy happy, day :)