My week with Paul

This last week my Dad went to Colorado for a week. While he was gone my brother came to stay with us. Sometimes, it is a challenge to add a special needs man to a family. We had a great time with lots of laughter amidst the times of trying to explain things to my brother. You see he does not speak very clearly and i don't hear very well. So, sometimes that didn't make for a very good combination of communicating. While he was with us he went golfing with Ernest and my son Josh who came down with Anne for Joy's baby shower and Fathers Day.
We went to Daytona beach the next day and even though it rained while we were there, we still managed to have a good time. Joy and Time, Anne and Josh, Anne's mom, Enid and Rebecca and Brad Randall were also there. We ended up going out to eat. On Monday we took off for St. Pete. We stayed at the Holiday Inn Express and it was an adventure with the 3 of us in one room. We spent time in the pool and I was amazed how much my brother swam. I wish he would swim like that in my lake every day. It is hard to get him to exercise.

We tried to go golfing that evening but didn't want to risk the  chance with pending storms and lightning. So, we went to the movies instead and saw how to train your dragon 2. Now, this is not a movie that I really liked, but I did appreciate the advanced cinematograpy that they used in making the movie. When we came out of the movies I took a picture of him in front of the malificent poster. We ended up going golfing the next day after a big complimentary breakfast at the hotel. We ate twice at the cracker barrel and Paul really loved his huge plate of meatloaf, potatoes, 3 veggies etc.. He especially liked playing checkers on the porch with Ernest at Cracker Barrel. He ate like a horse the entire time he was with me and I was back to my routine of short order cook with him.

On the way back last night  from St. Pete the alternator belt blew on us. But God was watching over us...we heard a strange sound when we were an hour away from the house, but the car gave no indication that something was wrong. When we got within 3  miles of our house we stopped for gas. When we got back on the road it was sputtering..we made it home and when my husband opened the hood the belt was hangingby a thread. God is so good.

Paul is now back at home with our Dad. I am still trying to unwind from the caregiver vigilant mode.