I compiled pictures for family and

namely, PA family of the family here in FW during this Christmas and New Year. The line was long, yet a bratty old woman ahead of me claimed, "that woman is holding my place" (while she put her crap together. Nice. There was a woman behind her that was older and carrying larger boxes. The woman took no notice and continued to be in the way. I moved a stand, allowing the encumbered woman to walk by, later setting her boxes on a desk. She declined to allow me to carry them for her. I guess that makes sense.

I saw a young boy from the neighborhood who attneds a local school. Adrian passed by me with a smile. Good kid, though his house is full of people. That house, in particular, has had large families historically. The previous group was at least two families with 12 some people in a three or four bedroom house. Yikes! There was a third family that seemed to "time share".

I found and old 60s - 70s band, Spooky Tooth. I heard a song and forever could not find the group, "Green Eyed Lady". They aren't what you'd call hard rocking, but for the 60s/70s they were medium rock. I saw the geography and topography of my father's back. He claimed to have regional-specific itching. The area had a spot and on its lateral a different and scarier spot. Hmm. He claimed that he was going to see the dermatologist. I only hope that he does.

His moles are odd, but not uncommon. The other areas are of some concern to me.

Here is a blastoma, not nearly as bad as previous ones my mother has had. It is one of the wonders and "joys" of diabetes.