While I was in the hospital, my son called to tell us he'd adopted a 5 year old Pekingese named Max. He brought Max to visit on Sunday, so I got to meet my new grandpuppy. :o) He's a sweet dog and spent most of the afternoon snuggled up next to me on the sofa...when he wasn't following Andrew around. He's become very attached to Andrew and Andrew just loves him.
On Sunday, my parents stopped by for a visit too. My mom brought me some quilts that she had found at my grandmother's several years ago when she passed away. My mom had given me a quilt back then, which I took apart and found another quilt underneath. I had seen the crazy quilt before, but the other top was a surprise. It's in perfect condition and she believes it was made by my great grandmother. I'm hoping to hand quilt it. I'll post better pictures when I can lift things again...the crazy quilt is very heavy!
I'm feeling a little better every day. I'm still sore and very tired, although I'm sure that's caused by the pain killers I'm still taking. I probably wouldn't be quite as sore if I hadn't taken a tumble out of bed the night before last. Coordination is NOT one of my strong points!
I've managed to read about 7 books, 3 magazines and knit half of a dishcloth since I've come home. I just don't have much energy yet. I'm getting totally spoiled...my husband is a much better wife than I ever was...the house is clean, laundry is done and meals are on the table every night. I'm truly blessed!
