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.
Nice drawing. Hope dinner went well.
ReplyDeleteThe 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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Aww he' sweet. I hope you have a nice time. I sure hope he does too.
ReplyDeleteHope its a great dinner. Love how you capture the figure, great sketch.
ReplyDeleteLOVE your drawing!
ReplyDeletemore, more please! xoxo c!