What a pretty little floof!
Good morning. Officially.
While I was having my breathing treatment, I noticed water stains on the tiles that had been covered by the bed. I hope those aren’t too hard to clean up. Obviously from the days we had actual water for the lawns. They’re all straw, now.
The gal with the parakeets, of whom no one has heard from, sent me a text last night that she had been ill but would bring the birds to me today at 1300. If she has an address.
I had just told my daughter not to pay the gal, and presto, she sent a text. I wasn’t sleeping all that well anyway but 2210? Dang. I heard the alert and I thought, “This better be good!”
So you’ll either see the parakeets or not.
Good morning. I have to go to Walmart today: Pat needs a jacket.
It's a greeting, not an observation.
Despite everything, we're having nice weather. I've been ignoring it.
I'm sure by the time I decide to go out and do something, the weather will be miserable.