Who really wants to read the real life, action story of what they're living in any case? However, I've been told by my teens that many of my FB posts belong on a blog post! Whatever that means. I guess I'm too opinionated on FB. and you're not allowed to be, on FB, I suppose.
Ben is here to 'erse. But first he needs to mess around on Minnies's head, --touseling her hair. Ah! he found a toy...now he's, got his pull up on and has run out of the room, up to Luke, holding Johnny's hand. He didn't 'erse. Well, that's okay, because he already had!
Lydia is finishing the last touches in wiping the island: Rebekah's job, but she's at a BB game. John is at the YMCA working out, so the girls won't get Betsy, Tacy, and Tib read to them tonight. Missing a night makes the fun last.
I'm sitting here with ice on my surgically repaired ankle. i don't know why it hurts. Never has before near the peroneus brevis area. I've had a cold, but worked out today: 6 mile elyp, 3 mile run. My legs felt like they weighed 100 lbs each. Yuk! But, I made it through the drudgery! And came home and had a Choc Chip cookie, or two. Very good ones. I added 1/4 tsp baking POWDER which seemed to be a good thing to do for texture, etc...
Well, Luke just snuck down to secretly ask Lydia to "play cards". She belted out "NO! I won't play cards!!" for my benefit, I'm sure, and walked out the door to walk the dogs.
I do need hope! hope that I outlast the action...or at least keep up with it.
It's 8:47
