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Poor Bella. We locked her out on the top deck tonight and she was screaming for her momma when we arrived back home. Such is the life of a princess, at least she thinks she is.

We all spent time with mom today. She was happy to see us. Before the hub and kid arrived, we took a spin around the place, around and around. I'm trying to get her to find her strength again. Today, the swelling in her ankles and feet looked so much better. They were going to put her on lasix to rid her of the extra fluid, so I'm hoping that's what happened. I didn't bother the nurse today but will check with her tomorrow. Mom seemed much more agile. Perhaps that had a lot to do with her having such difficulty moving. Let's hope. After I wore her out and the hub and kid stayed for a bit, she wanted to lay down and take a nap. You know, it feels nice to tuck her into bed and know that she is safe and being cared for. No matter how much I tried to keep an eye on her while she was living here, I still had to sleep at night and that's when she would normally have her "incidents." So it's a slight relief knowing that I don't have to worry about her at night any more.

It's Ukrainian Easter today, З Великодніми святами, Happy Easter! Of course, I waited too long to order our delicacies online so we went to our local Russian restaurant. We had never been before because it just opened not too long ago. It was sooooo good! Not quite Ukrainian, but close enough for us transplanted Nashvillians. When we walked in and sat down, I said Happy Easter to them. They then brought us three huge slices of Paska, a brioche-like Easter bread. How nice! (Warning: the pics only get worse from here!)

We ordered draniki, potato pancakes (deruny). Oh yummy. Chebureki (no photo, just way too bad to even share), lamb dumplings.

Vareniki, or as we would say pyrohy. They were sooo good and the hub said they reminded him of his grandmother Anna's who made her dough from scratch. I remember the family always saying how delicate the dough was. Just like these.

The hub's dinner was Zrazi, sliced beef rolled with potatoes in the center with a light tomato sauce on top. He ordered kasha as his side; and let me tell you, it was the best kasha I have ever had. It tasted just like hominy (yep, I'm a Southerner!).

The kid got the chicken with mustard sauce. We all liked it too! (Of course, we all tasted one another's foods!)

I ordered the chicken Kiev. It was good but I liked the other items so much better. I mean, chicken Kiev, what was I thinking? Dull.

When we left, the sky was gorgeous. We had a rainy day but tonight the skies cleared.

Is this Pooh Bear or what? Frankie is liking living upstairs with us. I'm still training him to not eat the cats. He's getting a little better. He still jumps and starts to lunge and barks until I scream and he stops in his tracks. Tonight, he was out on the back deck and Dave was inside. The door was closed and Frankie saw Dave through the door. He started going crazy and Dave, the man of the house, walks straight to the door and looks at Frankie through the glass as if he were saying "You wanna piece of me?" tehe. Frankie then stopped barking. We'll get it all worked out, I'm sure.

Well, that's my day in a nutshell. Nappy time now.

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