Dad's birthday

Today was my dad's 81st birthday. I went home for lunch and we had cake. I made him a card, but Sue and I will get together with them this weekend and do pesents. Mom is managing to keep she and Dad managing ok for now, but I really wish they were in a more protected situation. I guess Mom just isn't ready to accept that kind of change. (Neither was I!!) The realator who is selling my condo (who I've privately called "Tina Burrina" for years for absolutely no reason, because her name is Tina Wilkinson. Perhaps the reason is because I drank quite a bit back when I bought my first condo from her. Tina, of course, knows nothing of this)... ANYWAY, the realator said she told Mom and Dad that she told Mom and Dad that she could sell their place easily if they they wanted, and Mom responded, "But what would happen to my dining room table?!"