|Espresso, "You - cookie refill - STAT!"|
My hoomin thought the week had eight M*nd*ys. We're glad it's over, though. He's done with all the cold medications and even got some decent sleep last for the first time in three weeks.
All three of us are doing fine. There are never enough cookies, and the hoomin is always late with the salad no matter how early he serves it.
The plan for the weekend is to stay in the power-down mode; try to get by with the least amount of effort. Unless head rubs are involved or creative things. We'll stick with creative things.
We'll keep you posted,