Every time the boy gets a runny nose, I know I'm in for trouble. I've gone from never getting sick to being sick every couple of months. I feel like I've been hit by a truck today. The boy seems to be feeling better, so I'll have to keep up with him.
Dad is doing OK. He keeps trying to do too much, and falls. Not good. Mom is seeing about getting help to come in a few times a week. Since dad can't bathe himself of dress himself, he's supposed to automatically qualify for paid help by his long-term care policy.
I finished shorts for the boy last weekend. I decorated the pockets with the silly decorative stitches on my machine. Tee hee hee. Today I will hem a skirt and be done with that. Then I have a shirt to make, and then it's on to the SUPER-SEKRET PROJECT. I'm stoked about the SSP, and will report when I've completed one.
It rains, it stops, it rains it stops. Yay for the grass. Boo for us. We didn't plant the garden yet. We're busy people. It sucks.
The dude watches Sesame Street in longer chunks now. He even watches the non-muppet parts. It's really helping him with his letters and numbers. He's picking up words left and right now. He's a busy guy, and in to EVERYTHING! Cabinet locks don't stop him, either.
Today is egg day. I feel like I should stop by a store afterwords and pick up some stuff, but I feel too crappy.
Poor puppy, she's not getting a walk today. Again, I just don't feel up to it. She will be impossible to deal with tomorrow.
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