Blanche had been obsessing about a bug on the window at the restaurant. Tracy had told her several times to just leave it alone. Instead, Blanche started looking at a real estate magazine that I had picked up on the way into the restaurant. After pretending to look at it for a moment, she whacked the window and splattered the bug all over the window and the magazine. And then she laughed heartily as Tracy just shook her head.
So, all in all, Blanche was more animated and talkative than I had seen her in quite a while. That was a good thing. However, she seems to have picked up some odd habits. For example, after we had our salads, she took her knife and started scraping up dressing that had fallen onto her place mat. She would not stop doing that, no matter what Tracy said. Finally, she took the knife and licked it and that seemed to satisfy her and she stopped fussing with it.
When dinner came, Blanche did not eat much of it and like always, said she would bring the rest home. Since we can't let her do that, this is one of the only times when it is a blessing that her short-term memory is so bad. By the time we get back to KG, she has absolutely no memory that she had leftovers. One small (and isolated) advantage to the memory issues.
Until next time...
