Elen, USMC, was fine the last we heard. Good luck at Walmart!
The trip to Walmart was freezing cold. Literally. And there was ice on the windshield. On top of the dust from Thursday’s dust-blowing incidents by Dismally Inept Lawn Service. I should probably change the name to something like, The One Man, Three Machine Lawn Service, or something, since he works alone, now.
After three days of dark and gloom and two days of rain with dark and gloom, today promises to be somewhat sunny for a while.
The news from CO is that both parties are on the mend, and that’s a relief. All these months, FD has been disputing my claims that Covid is a strain of flu and should be treated like any other with a few minor tweaks. Her doctor confirmed Saturday to treat it as they would the flu. She has changed her entire mindset almost overnight, flying in the face of “what the CDC says, Mom!” ;o]
So the rest of the day is downhill, I think. I hope.