Monday, August 31, 2009
The Oyster Creek Park, aka Lost Creek Park, here in Sugar Land was still green after so many months of dry weather. Most of the fountains weren't working and so many of the flowers were spent but my dad seemed to enjoy the breeze he got while I pushed him in the wheelchair.
I took my Dad to a dive on the East side Saturday night. Well, it wasn't really a dive but the East side of Houston, actually we were in the Kemah area, is the industrial side of the city where all the refinery workers eat hardy and clog their arteries. My Dad loves fried food. How he has lived so long with low cholesterol is beyond me and science.