The clouds need to decide what they're going to do. Are they going to stay? Leave? Drop more snow upon us? I'm to the point where I don't really care which of those happens, so long as one does and stays happening. My poor head cannot take so many weather changes in one week. It hurts.
Also, The Boy seems to have found himself The Flu and is not feeling well at all. Last night I fed him soup and applesauce. I was going to make stir fry for us to eat tonight, but I amn't sure how well that would fare on his poor tummy. Suggestions are welcome at this point, but I'll need them no later than 5:30 for them to be effective.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths