*2Flower* To You

I'm still alive. I think

I'm still alive. I think I got a little burned out on blogging, but I'm back now. I don't know what to say, though. I'll try anyway.

Nothing big is going on, just a bunch of daily minutiae. But do you ever have a few days where it seems like everything you try to do goes wrong? For example, twice I have dropped or knocked over my 32 ounce water jug in the last couple of days, and the lid has popped off. This never happens, of course, unless it is filled to the top. Monday I managed to leave and go into town with Ian to go grocery shopping. I stopped by to see Scott, and Cassandra called. Guess where she was? She was at the house wanting to do laundry. Of course, one of the things on my list was detergent since we were out, so I just quickly got the stuff I absolutely needed, and went home so she could do her laundry. But when I say quickly, it still took an hour, because I live almost a 30 minute drive from town.

Oh yeah, but I should mention that Cassandra had an ultrasound yesterday, and the doctor said the baby is definitely a boy. So I will have a grandson. Still not too thrilled about being a grandma at my age. Trust me, I'm WAY too young. ;)

I'm going to call this a post for now. "I'll be back..."