At our house, whenever I make fudge, after pouring it into the pan I scrape the sides of the pot and scrounge up two "fudge spoons," one for each boy. These are considered real delicacies and are always greeted with big eyes and even bigger smiles.

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We arrived in Westbank after a 12-hour drive over a lovely "high" road from Edmonton. The boys stayed a couple nights with their dad while I visited with my good friends, Shelly and Janie.

The weather here has been cool and windy, and we are not moved into our own place yet. That should be today or tomorrow. I look forward to it even as I dread it because of the climb required to drive up there and then the steepness of the driveway.

We went over there the other day to check out the lay of the land, and we also went to both of the boys' schools and to the grocery store, and by the time we got back to Joan's I was getting a migraine from the stress of driving around the busy city on the curvy inclines they call roads here.

I figure a couple more weeks of it and I should have my driver's confidence back. Sure hope so, or it's going to be a miserable winter.

Have been over to Mom and Dad's twice. Mom's feeling fine, just tired and noticing "weird" feelings in the kidney and liver areas. She says she can't describe them. I hope it is what tumours shrinking feels like.

Joan's been working all week and said she is looking forward to having tomorrow off so we can drink coffee together at our leisure in the morning. So I think even if I do take some of our stuff over to the new place today, we'll stay over here another night just so she and I can share that coffee.

As welcome as Joan and Gary have made us, I still feel like a fish out of water, especially since Scott is not here too. Things would feel so much more right if he was.

Oh well, all in good time. The weather in Saskatchewan has been slowing him down a little, as he can't accomplish what he wants (concrete work, baling) when it's drizzly and he's finding the house way too quiet of course.

He didn't call me yesterday, nor yet today ... that is unusual enough that I have begun to wonder whether he is all right!

xoxo
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Kate