Dads hand looks alittle better now, but not alot. Just going to take time I guess. Meanwhile, I'm his "other" hand!
It's a quiet Sunday, and it's cold and every flake of snow that's fallen so far is still out there, but all's well, and tomorrow is a holiday for dad.
I tried to put the picture on this blog, but forgot how and had to go back to the email way. I guess I need a new lesson. So if you look here, check your email.