Sunday, July 19, 2009
Kinda blue here today. Ran out of gas (propane) for the stove, still running fever, have some infected bug bites (cause of fever?), and Karen just heard of the death of a friend. A mother of three children she taught a long time ago. Long enough for one to be majoring in early childhood education to follow in the footsteps of her favorite kindergarten teacher. Juliana doesn't know what to do with us, being sad, sick, and all. Still, we are where we want to be. Could do with a few less bugs, though. Noah could have saved us a lot of grief with a few well-placed slaps.