I was fresh out of pictures for the blog, so Don took this one a minute ago. Things are pretty much regular around here. Sunday went well for us. The Mexican Restaurant was open, so we got to do our Sunday lunch there with David and Dorothy. After lunch I went to the nursing home for a devotional and then I visited a while there and then went to visit a couple of friends in the hospital. It was a nice, restful day.

My ankle had to be iced tonight. It still tends to swell since I strained it again getting the remote. I guess I have to realize I'm not 18; I just feel like it. I thank God that I feel 18 even if my body is not convinced.