Now I'll write about today, Monday. We stayed here at the apartment, and I finished writing the Christmas cards. Also, we went to the Gentle Exercise class in the morning, and had our usual three meals. Karen came over this evening, though, and brought us part of the beef stew she had cooked. She said she did that because Chris had complained about some of the food here. We ate the stew, and went to the dining room later and had a salad and tried their apple pie. The pie was only half baked, really big uncooked slices of apple and a sort of cereal for a top crust, and the bottom crust not cooked. We came back here, and watched a little TV. Tomorrow is another day.