Summer in February?
And now, it’s time for everyone’s favorite subject: weather. The wind is blowing 20-30 mph again this morning. It’s going to be in the upper 80s. Yeah. Weird, huh? Welcome to Texas.
Yesterday was in the 70s, so I got out and jogged for the first time since fall of last year. Although I’ve been working out twice a day most days, jogging will work you out like nothing else. I can feel it, alright. I’m going to try it again today if I don’t get blown down the street first. This blubber on me isn’t wanting to go away. I blame Randy’s nachos. It’s easier that way.
Gracie kept waking me up last night. She was licking her incisions. Two of them are extremely ugly and I’m worried she’s not going to heal. So…while I’m tired and about to log in to work, she has taken up residence in her nap spot for the morning: our bed downstairs on top of Mama’s pillow sham. Isn’t that just like a cat?
The fun never stops around here, I tell ya.
