I just looked back through the comments. Everyone seemed to approve yesterday's non soap opera post so here's another one.
Rochelle and Rebecca are still joined at the hip and still getting along except for one minor squabble. "She choked me". "No I didn't". "Yes you did". "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry". "Okay - sniffle". And off they went.
Elcie missed school today. She was having a bad time with cramping. I've been hesitant to start her on any medication at her age but she does seem to be struggling. School will be out in early June and I think I'll consult with her pediatrician. It's been close to two years now which is long enough for her system to adjust. She may need some help. We'll see what happens.
Ray is still doing well - much better than any other time since the beginning of the year. So am I - it's contagious.
It's hot here and the girls are all itchy and uncomfortable. A cool bath helps for a little while but not long. I let them stay up a little longer tonight and Elcie fell asleep on the couch.
I have a cat asleep in a laundry basket again.
I sorted more summer clothes today and moved the winter clothes into storage. Makes quite a difference. Cooked a pot roast with potatoes and veggies for dinner. I probably won't do too much more of that kind of cooking for a while. We prefer lighter meals in the hot weather but the roast was on sale and I couldn't resist.
One interesting thing happened online. I'd left a comment on another blog this morning and happened to mention the village in which I spent my early years. A little while later I received an email asking me if I was talking about East Frankfort, NY near Utica. I emailed her back and said yes. We exchanged half a dozen emails and discovered that my uncle's chicken farm that I talk about so much was on the same road where some her relatives live.
This is a tiny village we're talking about (East Frankfort no longer exists) and one rural road in that village. What are the odds?
I love the net.
Mollie - You don't want to know. Our winning streak has ended and Barry did nothing. We spent nine innings tripping over our feet.
Talk to you later. Take care.