I was suppose to make pictures of Bob and Susan making candy. That didn't happen so how about mashed potatoes? She's a patient soul.
Adult children still have moments when they act like children. It seems these two, though thousands of miles apart, bought very similar silver frames for their glasses. This is son Rodger, and daughter Susan.
Could it be I'm rolling my eyes at their behavior. I almost never allow pictures of myself but Rodger never gives up trying. He finally succeeded in wearing me down.
Bob has Raynaud's Syndrome so cold hands are a real problem for him. I bought this little personal space heater to keep on the kitchen cabinet for him to use after he's been digging in the freezer or refrigerator. This morning he carted it off to his room. Oh well, what can I say? Whatever floats his boat.