blogging from the pit...

...Petey got out two days ago and we've not seen hide nor hair of him. to say i am depressed is an understatement.

Molly was stricken with that nasty stomach virus that has been going around; as her caregiver, i'll give you three guesses as to who has it now. first two don't count.

on the upside, i finished my nephew's blanket -- actually, it is the family's blanket because it was meant for one nephew and two more have been born since (i am a verrrry slow knitter...) i will eventually be so bold as to post a picture because things like this are years in the making for yours truly; however, finding the camera with the picture on it will require too much effort.

back to the couch sipping ginger ale.


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