No Questions Today
I know I promised reader questions on Mondays. Unfortunately, life had other ideas today.
* My father-in-law is still in the hospital. Things are looking rather bad right now. Pardon me if I don’t give specifics. It’s just…well. ‘Nuff said.
* I got the car back. The parking brake even works. Huzzah! These guys treated me very well, indeed.
* The Princess was up at 4AM this morning with a cough and ear pain. The pain went away as soon as she sat up and blew her nose, and had a warm compress to her ear. Just drainage stuff, since she’s running no fever etc. But it was scary.
* Does two hours of sleep count as insomnia?
* The creeping crud the Princess caught has spread to the Little Prince. He’s cranky, refusing food, and only wanting to sleep. Plus, he is expressing his independence by throwing a fit every so often. And trying to refuse to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He seems to want to subsist on Goldfish crackers and Jello cups.
* I’ve started coughing and feel muzzy-headed myself, and the flushed feeling is a fever. Holding steady at 99.9, I’m dosing with tea, vitamin C, and lots of fluids. I made chicken soup, but my stomach doesn’t seem to want it, though the Sullen One assures me it’s a fine soup.
* There is a dog two or three houses away that’s been left out all day–and has complained, loudly and piteously. He sounds young. When will people realize that puppies are social animals? You wouldn’t leave a kid out in the back yard all day while you were at work, would you? Then again, people do amazingly cruel things to kids and pets all the time. *sigh*
* Driving back from the mechanic’s today, I obeyed the speed limit. People, it’s there for a reason. Tailgating me, honking, and trying to speed up and cut around me on a quiet residential street is not a good idea. I’m glad you got pulled over, Mr. Blue Honda Businessman. I hope the cop gave you a firm talking-to. I only wish the teenage girl yapping into her cell phone in her little red Toyota could have gotten pulled over too. I thought I was going to have to surgically remove her bonnet from my boot, and that’s not pleasant for everyone.
* The mechanic mentioned he wanted to read my poetry. Wow.
So. No questions today. I’m sorry. It’s taken me about five hours to put this blog post together, what with one thing and another and constant interruptions. I guess I’ll quit while I’m ahead and go take some paracetamol. Tonight I’m going to bed early, no matter what happens.
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