The birthday party.

At the mall.

Everything came together for this picture. She was dressed for the daughter's birthday party later that day, I brought my phone/camera with us, and the mall had put up this background for selfies. If I'd planned a background for Sweetie to have her picture taken this day, I could not have planed a more perfect combination. I know who did. 

I find it sometimes funny where I can get a vision of what my life with Dementia and Sweetie is, and how I can handle it. 

We were watching Kung Fu Panda 2. Po and Shifu were seeking inner piece. At the end of the movie, Po had found his inner peace and was able to catch and return the cannon balls that the evil peacock prince was shooting at him. I think that is where I am with Dementia. It keeps shooting cannon balls at me, and I can deflect them, and still love and care for Sweetie. 

Sunday

Up early as normal. Went to my office to do my morning devotions. I find that is always amazes me how fast my alone time passes. 

Between the time of putting on worship music, reading my daily devotionals, and then writing my prayers and doing this blog, two to three hours have passed and the day is on me. 

Then there is the zoom meeting at 6:45 am, and by the time that is all over, it is about time to get Sweetie up and moving. Revved up and tired at the same time, I head towards the bedroom. 

Waking Sweetie, sweet taking to her has she gathers herself and is aware of who I am and I attempt to tell her what our plans are for the day. 

It is hair washing day, because it needs it, and we are going to the party. I want her to look as good as she possible can. By the picture above, I think I did it. 

I've tried and found something for breakfast that works. I dice Hickory flavored spam into small, very small pieces, almost like a hash, cook it crispy, then pour scrambled eggs over it and finish the eggs and spam together. With the spam so small, it enhances the eggs, not overwhelms them. Along with biscuits, butter, and jam, we have breakfast. 

With time to kill after watching church services and Sweetie in a good mood, I thought it would be a good time to do some more weeding in the front yard. Getting a chair for Sweetie to sit in, and I gathered my weed pulling tools, out to the front yard we went. 

As I was kneeling and pulling, I kept talking to Sweetie, telling her what I was doing and what I'd hope to accomplish. When I'd look up at her, she was either smiling, or she was napping. Both were good signs for her. 

The Birthday party didn't start until 4 in the afternoon, so we had to do a normal day. So, after the yard work, went to the mall for our walk about and photo shoot (I did plan on taking a picture of her for the blog, looked like someone else had planned this one too.). Because we were out of milk, it was another short grocery stop day. 

When we headed out to the party, I had given Sweetie her CBD so it would be in full effect while we were there. She found a place for us to sit, and she and I sat down, and she was hanging on to me. It was when the son and family showed up, she loosened up some. Got up and walk around, and sat at another stop. 

We were there long enough to sing Happy Birthday, and have some cake. It was when Sweetie went looking for her bedroom, I knew it was time to head home. What was nice was daughter and family understood why we were leaving. No muss, no fuss, just loving goodbyes and home we went. 

The only thing of note, after we got home, was I had made some jello for desert, and was going to see if she could eat it. It was difficult because we were sitting on the couch. I feed it to her, at first, then she caught on and would take the spoon and feed herself. Next time we well sit at the table to eat it. 

A little CBD and lotion, and off to be we went. Good ending to a good day.

Driver likes birthdays, and He was happy we made it. The Road to Dementia Town was smooth, with gentle curves, rolling hills full of flowers as we went by. Such a good day to be on the Road, for it was easy to keep our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.