EDIT: Ava has a “head-ick.” So do I. Ouch. So, I saw a groundhog run under our deck. “The groundhog’s under our deck,” I say. Walk outside and pound my feet on the deck. He runs out and under the shed. Livi and Ava don’t see him because I’m in the way. “You didn’t see the groundhog run under the shed?” Ava is adamant that she doesn’t believe me. “I don’t believe you! I don’t believe you!” She’s upset. What in the world? Five minutes later, I figure out why. She thought I said Grandma was under our deck and ran through the yard to the shed. Ha! No wonder she was skeptical. 🙂
Having a garage sale. Am leaving it basically unattended. Put sign on garage that says, “Ring doorbell to pay.” Made $48 so far. Told Gabe I’d never, ever have another garage sale again. Have had 2 since then. NO MORE. The clutter is all gone. I own only things I love.
So far, I’ve tried $1 carmex, $2 campho phenique, $5 orajel, and now $12 Abreva for my cold sore. There goes my garage sale profit. And I still have my cold sore.
My back felt really good the past couple days. It hurts today. Spasms and such.
Livi and Ava are wearing aprons and sweeping the driveway. Still haven’t heard about Ava’s soccer. Makes me feel sick to my stomach when I think about it.
A couple people have asked how all us xanga girls know each other…brief explanation coming soon.
Girls are starving. All that sweeping’ll do it to ya.