Cooking

Mary was helping me make seasoned oyster crackers for Xmas presents. I told her to measure 1/4 of a teaspoon of garlic powder. She replied, "One fork and a teaspoon..." I just started laughing and said, "Oh, Mary!" She got frustrated and said, "I've got a fork and a teaspoon! Now what am I supposed to do with them?"

I made some marshmallow and coudn't get it out of the beater, so I gave that to Mary to "clean up." You should have seen her about half an hour later! Marshmallow everywhere! All over her Pooh blanket (how appropriate) and face and hands! How I wished my camera battery weren't dead!

I think Mary had a small stroke the other night. She's had trouble walking (unbalanced) and says her sight was "odd." She couldn't explain how. I didn't take her to the hospital because of the snow and ice and it being so close to Christmas. I don't want her to spend Christmas in the hospital. Was I wrong?