Dad was a stock broker for over fifty years.  He is constantly interested in the stock market, and I am constantly "filtering" the news to him.

After the disaster on Monday, I hid the newspaper on Tuesday and told him the delivery guy must have skipped us by accident.  (Remember This?)

After a three day rally, it looks like things are looking up in the market, so newspaper service has resumed.

He just commented that he could not remember a three day rally that offered such good news for the economy.

I don't even have Alzheimer's and I agree with him!

If any of you remember the television show "Murphy Brown" starring Candace Bergen, you may remember that one of the running jokes on the show was her inability to find and keep a good secretary.

That is my luck with home health aides.  In just over four years I have had Katie, Edna, Samantha, Peggy, Inky and now Carlie.  Talk about turnover!

However, Dad still calls the aide Katie.  She was the first one, and she was here the longest.

It's kind of like the situation with our dog Sierra (Remember This?)

It may sound strange in the interview, but everyone gets a new name when they come to work here: Katie.

I guess I can never hire a man!

David has a rare blood type, so he gives platelets to the Red Cross every couple of months.

It takes about two hours and they hook the volunteers up to headphones and a movie, since the process takes two hours or more to transfuse the blood and remove the platelets.

Dad and I were asking him about it at dinner last night, and I inquired as to what movie he got to see.

"Dracula?" My Dad joked.

Wouldn't that be appropriate!