Fibro fog, pain, writing sandwiched in between. Quotes. Sermon notes. Encouragement.
|I'm stuffed. Hubby and I celebrated his birthday at Outback Steakhouse. He had a steak, of course. I ate pasta with chicken and ham. We tried to bring home some cheese fries for Derek, but didn't realize they put bacon on top. That doesn't work for a vegetarian.
Jake is turning into quite a mamma's boy. He follows me around. I guess that's understandable since he's been in 4 homes in the last month. He and Piewacket are getting along okay, but he's still terrorizing Opera. She moves around so quickly that he just has to bark at her. And chase her.