Mom called during the Browns game last night. She talked all about the players and thought Brady Quinn looked really good. "In fact, both quarterbacks look great," she said. "I'm flipping back and forth between the Browns and the Indians but the Indians game must be moving quickly since I keep getting all the commercials!"
Apparently Mom was throwing up again yesterday. "That's no good Mom!" Jen said. Jen bought fresh, organic Chilean Sea Bass for dinner (she said she did it because of Jurassic Park but I have no idea what the heck she's talking about) but Mom didn't eat much of it. "Alan loved it," Jen said with a smile.
Mom's appetite is touch and go. We try to keep various types of food in the house so she can eat what she craves when she craves it. And don't you worry Dad fans, we're taking care of Dad as well, with steaks, pork-chops and well seasoned burgers. No golf yet, but we'll squeeze nine holes in soon.
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