Boo
asked to help with this post today. He's more talkative and
coherent than he has been all week. Even minor infections seem to
cause his dementia to be more pronounced. Today is a very good day.
One
These are my older granddaughters. Aren't they
supposed to be smaller? They're beautiful and smart and very funny.
Two
These are two of my younger granddaughters.
They're beautiful and smart like their mother. Sorry Boo isn't
giving their father any credit today. He's really a wonderful
father.
Three
Here are my son's children. Aren't they cute? I
like that red hair! Boo has trouble seeing lots of things, but
his grandson's red hair is definitely not one of those things.
They're smart too.
Four
This is my four legged son, Boudreaux. He's my
ring tail tiger cat. I don't think he really likes fish. I ran
out of cat food one night this week and opened a can of sardines in
oil for Boudreaux. Cats are supposed to like fish, right? Evidently
not Boudreaux. He was most disturbed by that smelly stuff in his
dish.
Five
Boudreaux attacked the bush last night and
knocked off all the flowers. Well, some of them anyway. We have
no idea why he suddenly attacked the bush, but he really gave it
quite a fight.
Six
This was taken last night while Boo was
watching Boudreaux outside.
Seven
This past week I had a time trying to figure out
what cous cous and {ki yeah} was. I have no idea how to spell it
yet. Boo was not feeling well and that's what he wanted to eat. In
fact, that's all he wanted to eat. He couldn't tell me what it was.
So, I had to investigate. I called a friend of ours who'd lived in
Louisiana for years. He didn't know. I looked up Cajun recipes on
the internet and found nothing that I thought might be what he
wanted. I even called a restaurant with a chef from New Orleans. He
was on vacation. One of Boo's sisters had heard of it, but didn't
really know what it was. Another knew what cous cous was, but didn't
think the boxed cous cous was what he really had in mind. She
remembered their mother baking cornbread in a cast iron skillet,
crumbling it, adding onions, peppers and leftover meat. That was it!
At least that's the cous cous part. The {ki yeah} is thick
buttermilk. Once I made the cous cous for Boo, he was able to
explain the rest. Cajun comfort food!
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