Last night I was sitting on a patio by the lake, the sun was half-way set behind the mountains, the lake was placid and gleaming, there was a musician strumming his way through a Counting Crows song, a plate of delicious
I am feeling much better. Not grumpy anymore. Just so you know.
I am, for the most part, a somewhat emotionally stable person. Sure there have been bouts of PMS and random grumpiness in the past, but I like to think that I maintain a fairly level-headed existence.
The refusal to nap continues and by the time four o’clock in the afternoon hits, both Avelyn and I have had about enough of the day.
Remember this? Well, I got a call from my doctor today and it turns out that my latest blood test reveals that I am anemic.
A couple weeks ago Steve installed the air conditioners, those hulking, loud cubes of cool that perch on our window sills, in our master bedroom and in Avelyn’s nursery.