"You have black hair now, Mama, I found it!"

It was strange to finally clean the refrigerator of my old meds. Seems like such a waste because they are so expensive. One of the injections was almost a hundred dollars each. It brings back memories when I wasn't doing well at all and when it seemed that everything was challenging. So nice to move on and not have it still stashed in the fridge. 

NJ came and woke me up this morning showing off his own version of his double decker couch. He said, "You have yellow hair Mama, I couldn't find black."

We're getting closer in every room. 

Maybe not this one. We were trying to warn him that if he doesn't clean it all, it might get left behind. 

Later in the day he showed me his double decker couch again and said, "You have black hair now, Mama, I found it!" 

That's much better! 

"Mama, what are we doing with all these chairs?" 

I often ask that question myself! We have a problem with collecting chairs. Always free ones, of course. The most we've spent is a dollar and three dollars at a yard or estate sale. 

Mom is going to do her magic on them to spruce them up. They're in good hands.