I haven't blogged for a few days - several to be sure. It's been a busy time here at the old farts' household.
Over this past weekend we attended a reef trade show near Nashville, Tennessee. Anyone ever hear of Antioch, Tennessee? That's where the trade show was held.
We rushed home in order to get ready for Harry's surgery on Monday. Everything went just fine - fine for surgery, that is. The surgery did slow him down but he is feeling better this afternoon.
The two local grandsons were worried about what was going to happen to Papa. On Sunday afternoon they sat side by side in Papa's deck chair and questioned me about what was going to happen. They asked if they could come visit Papa on Tuesday. Of course they were welcome.
On Tuesday the Mary brought the boys by after school. They quickly saw that Papa was going to be OK. James, the youngest, asked what "they did with Papa's gallbladder." I told him that the doctor sent the gallbladder to the lab for testing to be sure nothing was wrong and that Papa didn't need more treatment. The tests were all OK. With the most serious expression and the widest eyes James asked, "Are they going to put it back?" I love children and their logic. Bless their hearts, the boys were worried about Papa.
In case you noticed the picture change at the header of my blog . . . this is a different coral than the one pictured before. Color is about all they have in common.
Gotta get dinner out of the oven and move forward with our afternoon and evening. Take care and visit soon. Thanks.