The horse-painting kit has produces horses of a variety of colors not found, on horses, in nature. Naptime was pretty nice. Frank didn’t buy James a doughnut, but I slept through the tantrum that resulted. Now, I think, James and Frank have gone down the street to play with their friend.
Elen is supposed to be home this afternoon, but she’s not here yet. I may celebrate the strange quiet by going to Walmart. Later, when my brain’s all functioning so I can speak Spanish without major errors, I’ll call Blanquita, the person who makes cakes.
Wow. The various offspring have managed to entertain themselves quite well, it seems.
I’m very tired. I’m going to take a nap, but this one is liable to last all night.
Zeke sent me a text earlier, saying he “heard” from SNRHA, but is trying to tease me by not telling me anything until tomorrow morning at 0500. I wanted to sleep in, but that ain’t gonna happen, now.
So I’m outta here for today.
Ta
Is James applying to the Police Academy or something?