September 11, 2014

9/11

No fur.


2014

Poor guy.  I came home from work yesterday to find him in bed groaning to welcome me.  He rarely gets sick, and I feel very sorry for him.  He insists on taking me out to dinner tonight.  What can I say.  I’ll go, and he can eat soup.  That’s no fun, but he insists.


  • Himself:  Yesterday slept all afternoon and night.  Napping this afternoon.
  • Herself:  Maybe my last week’s IBS wasn’t.  Doodling and writing.  It’s still hot here, but hotter inland.
  • Reading:  Bolitho: Sloop of War.
  • Balance:  Not really but better.
  • 9/11:  I'm doing better this year with the date.  Keeping the people in my mind on and off during the day.
  • 6 comments:

    1. Nice drawing. Hope dinner went well.

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    2. The date...yes, there are so many and this is one of the big ones. He looks healthy?? I am waiting for a call back from a test from my doctor. As my husband says, when they take days to call you back, you probably do not have a serious problem.

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    4. Aww he' sweet. I hope you have a nice time. I sure hope he does too.

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    5. Hope its a great dinner. Love how you capture the figure, great sketch.

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    6. LOVE your drawing!
      more, more please! xoxo c!

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