I made some homemade chicken noodle soup for my dad this morning and took it over around noon.  I sat with him while he ate quietly.  He didn't talk much, just shrugging his shoulders sometimes when I would ask a question.  He did eat a good sized bowl of the soup, and for that, I am very thankful and happy.  He has lost so much weight.  I am just thankful that he is still doing the radiation and chemo, and not getting sick because of it.  I am thankful for his hugs and an "I love you," every time I see him.  As soon as he finished his soup, he got up and went back to bed. 

My kids and I went to the Oilers game this afternoon, in Tulsa.  It was my second game and their first.  They loved it!  I can't believe I've wanted to go to a hockey game all these years and just now finding time to go.  I love every minute of it, and I've never been a huge sports fan, unless I know some of the players, such as some of my students or nieces or nephews.   I also love to watch when OSU plays OU, and sometimes, maybe even when OU plays Texas.  I think I've found my new favorite sport!! 

The last two days have been extremely fun and eventful.  My eyelids are very heavy.  Goodnight, all.