Good Noise

Dear Barb

How's your uncle doing today? MRSA is ugly.  I hope it doesn't interfere too much with his healing process although I know that's a lot to expect.  Keep me posted.

I'm still laughing about your dinner last night...ultimate comfort food. I've been eating the same way for weeks now and my scale is definitely showing it. It's not even snowing here, for Pete's sake - it's like in the 50's and I'm eating like I'm locked in a log cabin in the woods of northern Maine. Something's gotta give here pretty soon.

M has a few friends over this evening and I'm enjoying the noise from my kitchen as they dig into my mac 'n cheese and sauteed vegetables. To think that a year ago, he wasn't even in my life.  To have my house full of this kind of life and activity now just makes me smile. How funny the way things turn around when you think all hope has run out.

Thanks for your comment on my piece about London.  Did you happen to catch my post on FB? It was just a link to it, but my dad's response was pretty sweet. Sometimes I wonder who he is and what he did with my real dad.

Anyway...I'm putting off getting my house put together for D&M's visit; I'm sure I'll leave it until the last minute Thursday night, but I'm going to at least attempt to get some details for Kim's second release party done so I won't have that hanging over my head too.  So I'll make this short and sign off with all good intentions of doing something productive when I turn off the computer.

Wish me luck with that.

Love you,
A