As for my health I've relapsed last night, my stitches are poking the under side of my arm. And I have until Monday to have them remove, at least I've got that to look forward to. The only income we are getting at the moment is CH's my disability will not kick in until I get back onto my feet and work again. Which won't be until March 19th right now I'm praying really hard, and remembering songs that get me through the tough times.
The pic below is one that I took, C was being cute and thought mom needed a foam bullet on her door. It's a good thing my suv is at the shop, I would like to drown it in the river. Or put a real bullet right, through the engine. Of course my mechanic said that wouldn't do any one any good. So the thought was there.
Edit: This was suppose to be, last nights post. I didn't get done until this morning. #94