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I have no glasses, for lo, they have gone in for repair. Squinting is not fun. However, this post comes in four parts for your convenience, and hopefully has at least a smidgen of non-blurry fun.
Behold the Foldocalypse.
This is the result of me being sick for couple of weeks and sweating through everything I own plus my wonderful husband doing tasks that involved numerous changes of outfits and a tablesaw.
I have unfortunately caught my husband’s flu, so this will not be a long post. Needless to say, I will not be carting my sick self to my 95-year-old grandmother’s this weekend.
Just got back from grandma’s, but I’ll be returning in a few days to move her from her country place to her city place, which promises to be an interesting exercise in patience and creativity.
“You can break any damned grammar rule you want, so long as you can get away with it. They’re kind of like speed limits.” – Jay Lake (who, by the way, is a fantastic author, if you’ve never encountered his work)
Let’s see, what’s going on? Just got back from grandma’s place, where we had a terrific time, though it’s still hard to see her struggling; I have kept up my decision to exercise five to six days a week, in the gym, first thing after I wake, and I feel good; also, still tweaking my query.