Sleep soundly and may your body spend that time healing. Good to know you are home.
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Happy to hear, Zen. Have a good rest.
So, kids. #1 called me at nearly 11 to say his car was dead and he was in Miami. This is his $600 wonder car he has had about a month. I tell him the battery is probably dead. Try and jump it, and if that doesn't work get himself home somehow and we'll deal with it tomorrow. He messages me about 6 AM to let me know a friend had a AAA card so he and the car are at home. At 25 he has managed something on his own! Woo! Sad thing is he really expected me to get out of bed and come rescue him. Sorry kiddo. Figure it out.
Mom wanted brownies and ice cream for mother's day dessert. Specifically brownies from the local bakery and vanilla ice cream.
I discovered that the Ingles has Greater's! Not vanilla so I didn't get it but I will be trying it soon.
I don't know what I am doing for Mother's Day after the 5K in the morning. I need to make a plan, but it hasn't happened.
Mother's Day in this college town equals Graduation Day. So I'm going to be hanging out around home, avoiding trying to go anywhere that would involve parking, which won't exist. Maybe I'll make cookies for the office. That seems like a good use of time. And it will remind me of Mom, who didn't much care for baking, but who was very good at it.
I got my wheelchair battery! Now I've just got to set it up, and find somewhere to go.
Made plans with some friends for a street fair that would be far too much walking without the chair, so I'll try get to try it out, and try not to run into too many people while figuring out how it works.
Good luck with the new transportation, Hil!
Yay wheel chair battery.
I need to start taking over coordinating my family for things like Mothers Day woth all of us.
But Mom makes a passing remark to my brother and then doesn't follow up until I insist.
Anyway instead of having dinner we are having lunch. Kind of.
One again my brother is late for a meal. We said 11:30 to noon and he's going to be here "soon" .