Of course, staying down home also meant caring for their cat- a former barn cat that my parents adopted as a kitten. She's always been a bit skittish and the only people she really likes are my parents but she tolerates some of us, particularly if she's figured out that we're going to be filling her food dish. Here she is, staring at me because it's dinner time.
It was nice, though, to actually go home after work on Friday and have a proper supper. While Mum was in the hospital I was leaving work every night, grabbing fast food, and heading down there to spend time with her. Friday evening I went home and made chili which hit the spot because it was a cold, snowy night.