Taking it Easy
How is your Friday morning? I'm sitting at the kitchen table, listening to a bird welcome the start of the day. Mornings are when I am at my best self. I write out a list, I reflect and write in my journals and most of my blog writing occurs in the mornings. My gram was a morning person as well as my dad. Can being a morning person be genetic? I'd like to believe so. Each day is unblemished and ready for anything I am opened to do.
On Monday, I babysat the toddler girl who had a runny nose. So you know where this is going....I had a sore throat yesterday and today I'm blessed with a runny nose. I washed my hands a bazillion times and it didn't work one single bit. I'm thankful it's not the dreaded flu that the news paints as pure evil. There is that blessing.
Yesterday, I drank tons of hot tea to soothe my sore throat and worked on the second sock for my daughter. My goal is to finish the second sock by Sunday night. I'm confident I'll meet my expectations. If not, well then Monday is just as good.
The Holly/Frodo dynamics continue to entertain us empty nesters. He barks at her and she hisses. He ignores her and she's on the hunt to tap him on the back. Advance, retreat. Hiss - Bark - Whine - They are both confused on how they feel.
If I could hazard a guess, Holly is desperate to be 'friends' but he is bigger and well noisy! Frodo is just befuddled most of the time. Sorry Frodo, I'm confused as well on what you should do.
|look at that innocence -- not.|
I've been raiding the empty bedrooms for 'name brand' tissues. I bought generic tissues for the kitchen and -ack! - it's awful. I've learned my lesson, nothing but the best for a tender nose.
|she loves to watch him eat|