All Quiet

We've had a pretty quiet afternoon here. Mom ended up sitting in the rocker for almost an hour and it wore her slap out.  She woke up for lunch and perked up and smiled to see some new flowers (and one edible arrangement, yum!) that were brought in.  In fact, due to the excellent effects of the pain medication, we do a roll call of flower arrangements every four to six hours.  She'll completely forget who sent them, and I'll pick them all up one by one to show her and read her cards every time she wakes up from a nap.  She's tickled pink each time she hears who each vase or card is from--so far there are a few bouquets she has "received" up to five times, and she's just as happy every time (she gave me permission to tell y'all that).