I could call to mind lots of songs about rain but . . . .
It started raining last night and didn't stop until about three this afternoon. Except of course while I was running. Nice of the weather to do that for me!
Mom was at Hospice for a while and then we ran errands. Both of you saw the comforter and it passed so that's good. I went to Dr. Manning and my eyes are worse than a year ago. Aging. But one click in one eye and one and a half in the other. I know, still better than you pre-surgery. That means new glasses. C'est la vie. After that it was fill the box time, tape it shut, and put all the letters in all of the little squares on the customs forms. PITA in case anyone wondered.
Grilled burgers with fresh tomatoes and baked potato discs.
Now it's Tribe Time and we're sitting here in sweatshirts as the temperature continues to drop.


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