NOTE TO SELF: Do not write something that is going to make you cry when you have a cold.

I finally sat down to write any fond memories of my friend Gil. His wife Gail provided beautiful stationary and a self addressed stamped envelope. If there was any one I thought for sure that would of beat cancer it was Gil. But I guess his time here on earth was done. I'm glad he is in pain no longer, it is just us that is left behind. We still feel the pain.
I tried getting a nap in, but between an 80 lb goat puppy and my 80 lb son. That is not happening. Both kept "checking on mommy" by jumping up on the bed. Goat puppy would then lay on my legs and Pudd'n would curl up around me and steal my pillow. I am bored senseless, but do not have the energy to do dishes or some other domestic chore that always needs to be done.
I have joined W.W. this week. So far it has been easy to follow. I'm not hungry because of the cold!! Steve asked if I was going to give up alcohol. I looked at him as if he had two heads. Yeah right. I just won't drink the whole bottle of wine, that's all.