I woke up at 3am with chills and aches.
I left my bed to lay on the couch instead of staring at the ceiling.
Vice, Bridesmaids and Caddyshack were the line up. I was thankful to whomever put that line up together.
Getting the kids to school was painful due to my swollen foot, so I cancelled all errand like plans and only did some things I wanted to do.
I had coffee with Joanna and while there, a sparrow ate from my hand.
Lyd and I got haircuts.
I napped on the couch and then B took us all out to the Newport Creamery and I got a cheeseburger and a big Awful Awful.
Best part of the day by far though was when I embarrassed G and freaked out her friend while she was over.
It is far easier to just stick a hot swollen thumb in their faces to freak them out, but I knew that I would figure out a way.
Several times I put my leg out and told them to look at my hot foot.
When I was elevating my foot, I sat and yelled out like a circus vendor:
"Get yer hot cankles! Hot cankles here! Get 'em while their hot!
Hot cankles heah!
The bees are doing fine, very active. I was glad they had a sunny day in which to clean up.
And thanks my friends, for the calls, the messages, the coffee and pastry, and the rush job on those hive stands-love you.