Going on a week

Read

Wicked Prey

by John Sandford.

Last night I went to the retirement 3-5 reception. I got announced among the other 5 and got a gift of a crystal bowl and potpourri. That was nice.

There were tacquitos, flautas, quesadias, veggies, fruit and drinks. The lagoon had ducks swimming and it was a nice day. I actually got to sit with some people I knew. That helped.

I got home to see that Lacey had thrown up her new kibble. I thought the problem was fixed. I may have have to get a blood test for her.

The yearbooks are here and the kids are all excited. I wish all my literary magazines would sell. I'd be happy just to cover expenses.

The school district froze all my sip money for fines and lost books. If I was going to be here I'd care. Should have spent more of it.

At least this year it's in the 70's not in the 90's. That helps a lot. We've been very busy and I hardly know the morning has passed until my aide has left at 11:30 and I am trying to eat my oatmeal for lunch. Today it has rasberries and blueberries in it.

Love that farmer's market.

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