On a good note, Mom stopped by, bringing war food*.
And a jacket. A new jacket. A really nice Columbia winter jacket.
Of course, it's a 3xL. I wear a 6xL. No, wait, I used to wear a 6, but a 3 is still way too...
Mom scores big. This is very unlike Mom.
*War food: canned meats, veggies, and the like, designed to sit on the shelf for a long time.