Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mother's Day!
We won't be at the racetrack today-- we'll be at airports- three of them. We'll spend the night in Campbell River.
For some reason I've had nightmares about big Mrs. Butterworth syrup bottles all week. Probably symbolic after visiting my mother. Although she's never been heavy and is now 93, for many years while she lived alone she ate a pound of butter or more a week.