The Beast is still complaining about not feeling well and yet, because it was overcast most of the morning, he got out and mowed our front lawn and Dennis's lots. He used Dennis's tractor/mower because Dennis put a shade attachment on it.
When he came in, he was whipped. He was also pale as a ghost for a while. That told me that he was pushing himself just so he got something positive done. He's always been that way but especially since he recovered (sort of) from his strokes. I keep checking the bottom of his soles because he drags the one foot so badly that we have to replace his sneakers often.
He decided to start taking his Nyquil again since it helps him sleep. He started losing his voice again so I made him some matzoh ball soup. It seems to help and he likes it better than the chicken noodle soup from the can.
Chewlee got dropped off around 11am and she headed right out to go play with some of the new kids. She didn't say hi or goodbye to me. She just asked the Beast if it was okay and he said yes. I told him that was one thing that we had that the *OTHER* papa doesn't. Kids for her to play with. He lives in a neighborhood that doesn't have kids. The Princess told the Beast not to sweat it because he would be gone soon. He's going back to Afghanistan as a contractor there again. He likes the money. And the fact that he doesn't have to pay taxes on it either...LOL!
Chewlee played until right around the time that Peppa Pig came on and, after both episodes were over, she played outside again for an hour. The Princess ended up getting off work early so Chewlee was in the house and just about ready to go when her mother got here. Then the Princess discovered the matzoh ball soup. She and Chewlee both had some before they went home. I know that Chewlee must be upset tonight, though, because she left her blankey here. I suppose the Princess will come by for it tomorrow since she doesn't work and I'm sure she will not want to go through another night that Chewlee doesn't have it.
The Beast may have to go over to Tara's house tomorrow to fix a broken hose pipe or whatever it's called. It's late and my mind has shut down for the night. She called and said it was dripping into the house. The Beast told her a couple places to look for the turnoff for them and, since she didn't call back, I think she found the right shut-off. But the hose connection will need fixing and Tara can't do that. I hope that it wasn't broken off badly because she doesn't have a crawl space. It's built right into the framework of the house.
It was a really nice day but will be chilly again tonight. Good sleeping weather but it's supposed to be hot tomorrow. However, I'm beyond believing the weatherman about that. What will be, will be.
I haven't heard from Mustachio how his *date* went yet but he'll eventually tell me. That's one of the nice things about being both his mother and his friend. We talk about pretty much everything.
Love you all. Have a fantastic week. We all deserve at least that much. **Wink**
No comments:
Post a Comment