The day started with sunshine and falling snowflakes. How exciting can that be! We left the house in sunshine and snowflakes to go to Farmers Family Restaurant for the buffet breakfast which may become a Saturday habit. Ron needed coffee and I needed food! While we were there, I observed people. At one booth two young men were sitting eating. I called one Thick and one Thin because one looked like a huge linebacker and his friend was a little skinny person. At another table was an older gentlemen with two older women who came in wearing full length fur coats, one fox and the other mink. Have they heard of PETA? Those coats were probably purchased before anyone ever thought of animal rights; and just think when I was younger, I wanted a full length mink coat. I once had a full length rabbit coat; was I guilty of animal abuse?
The table behind us sat a woman with an extremely loud laugh. Across from us was a table of four-great-grandmother, grandmother, daughter, and granddaughter. They looked as if they had come from deep in the woods-long stringy hair, few teeth, but a family who loved each other. Do you ever observe people? Just because they look different doesn't mean God loves them any less or that they are less important than anyone else. God made us all and tells us to never hold ourselves better than others but to hold others in higher esteem than ourselves.

Ron came home and went to work in his office and I went to see Rodney and family where I was graciously entertained by the next Taylor Swift. Kinsey got a microphone for Christmas and a guitar for her birthday. She sang into the microphone with the background music from her Ipod. It made me feel so good to see the family of four in such a cozy, loving atmosphere enjoying one another's gifts.

Next I went to see Mother and waited 45 minutes for her, as she was downstairs playing Bingo. The Bridge is the best for those who need assistance in every day living. (For those of you who read my latest Facebook post, maybe Mother needs a new velour suit.)

Ron and I went to Kindred Hospital this afternoon to visit with a friend who nearly starved himself to death and with a family whose son nearly ate himself to death. Bryce has lost 200 pounds; when he was near death from complications, he weighed 600 pounds. He was up and walking today and may get to come home Tuesday. He will have a long way to go, but praise God who has worked miracles in this family's lives. Barry will have to learn to walk again because he is a six foot tall man who weighed 104 lbs. when he entered the hospital. He still looks like someone from a concentration camp. God has kept him alive for a purpose. I pray that he finds his purpose and a will to live from this near death experience.

We stopped at Steak and Shake for milkshakes on the way home to cook a birthday dinner for Jim. He was alone on his birthday, so we fed him two steaks and sent the rest of the birthday pie home with him.

The highlight of this day was a phone call from my Uncle Lawson Beard who lives in Texas. We haven't talked to him in a year and I was so glad to talk with him. I love family!!!!!!

Paradise is the name of our back yard, thus the name of the post. Ron and I are the Par(pair)A-disians. I will keep you posted from Paradise. Enjoy one another.