Talkin' trash to the garbage around me.

27 July, 2006

Bummer of a day

Yesterday wasn't so hot. The wee wobs had a nasty, wheezy cough the previous evening which necessitated a trip to the doctor and an inhaler (hopefully it's not pneumonia). Then, I had to say (what I hope is a temporary) good-bye to friends as they migrated to the east. Add to that the high heat and inability to cool the house, and you ended up with a sad, sad 8:30 bedtime.

Today, however, has started like gangbusters.