It was a pretty good day. Robin worked out with me this morning, even though her feet hurt. Robin broke one of Billy’s mugs, which we made for him one Father’s Day when the kids were little, and she told him about it herself even though she was terrified to do it. She made up…
Sitting outside, waiting for dance class to end.
These are but some of the bites I suffered at the mouths of the angry ants I disturbed yesterday. The pain has subsided and now they are just itchy and ugly. And also my entire ankle is swollen. Otherwise, all good!