Nothing major going on around here. Or maybe I am wrong and a lot of something is actually happening.
I was Good Cop in my talk with Grandpa. Everyone else has been reading the poor man the riot act after his falls last week. I emphasized how he was incredibly lucky that he had not been injured in his two falls, where paramedics had to be called twice to get him up off the floor and back into his wheel chair. I told him that I thought that perhaps his quota of luck may have just been used up and that he absolutely could not afford to take any more risks with his health. He is so happy in his little cottage and enjoys his contact with his family so much--if he breaks a hip, God forbid, he could go into a hospital and never come out. He promised not to try to stand up out of his wheel chair again, until his doctor gives him the go-ahead. I am actually hoping when he sees the doctor today, he will be told to give up the wheel chair and move up to a walker. I think the walker will provide more stability than the prone to roll wheel chair.
I fixed up his porch all pretty, and he has been enjoying the bird activity, especially the hummingbirds. They are crazy up here in the Sierra Foothills. My gosh, I created Hummingbird Wars, right on Grandpa's porch, just by hanging a feeder! You should see those little devils, dive bombing each other when one comes too close to the feeder. Can't they share? The ones in MY yard know how to share.
I wanted to machine quilt my patriotic themed Doc Schnibble (in the photo at the top of my post) this weekend, but ended up having to work. I definitely will make it a priority this week!
Hope you all had a lovely weekend!