The cupboard was bare. Welcome to Scranton!
Mom hates going to the grocery store. I walk up and down every aisle, even the pet food section (I’m allergic). She races through like a NASCAR driver on speed.
We went to the casino. I played blackjack and won. Getting there, I felt like a kid again, sitting in the back seat.
Saturday was my father’s birthday. My mother’s brother’s birthday is a day later so we celebrated together. They did not plan their matching outfits.
On our way out of the restaurant, Dad made a friend. It was her birthday too. Pictures were taken.