No Room for Stress. That Seat is Taken.

I'm super tired, so I don't feel bad that I just copied this from my other blog:

Abbie has a cold. Her colds, it seems, are like mine - miserable. Last night she slept in my room and Josh escaped to Grant's, I think. I'm not sure who this was designed to benefit. Abbie never slept more than 20 minutes at a time. So neither did I. She's very congested today, but doing fine. She's singing little congested songs. I, on the other hand, would like to fall over right now. (I'm just not so sure about the landing.)

The weather is beautiful. Wish we were all healthy and well rested, we might appreciate it even more.

Today, we took Jake to the vet at the Petsmart where he usually gets his nails clipped. The sore on his face is some sort of infection. For $200.00, we could find out what kind, or for 70 we could try Neosporin and an oral antibiotic and see if that works. We opted for that, although that's still a ton of money for us. We are broke to an unprecedented degree this week. Josh moved all our savings into our checking account, so now we have about 100 dollars. For the first time, Josh told me that he's afraid he's not going to get his raise at work. That was this morning. But I am too tired to wrap my brain around our depressing state of affairs right now. All I've got, brain-power-wise, is, "Frozennn Pizzaaaa...! Dishes are cllllllllllean.... Where is other shoe....?"

I think I hear a goose flying over my house.

Brother's plane arrived on time without any hiccups, and we had red stew and cake at our house. The stew was really good. The cake tastes fine, but is hideous! The nuts I added gave it a chicken pox appearance, and I didn't ice it, so it was very obvious. To make up for it, I served it on very pretty plates. It would be a fantastic tea cake. I was going to make some tea to go with it this morning, but the weather changed. Brother is in Columbia today with his friends. I still don't know which day he is coming back to Warrenton, or if he's coming to taiko with me, or where we're going Saturday, or whether or not we're doing pumpkins on Friday.

I have one baking apple left. If it lasts in the fridge, I'm going to make the cake again when I go to my grandmother's house next month. I'll do a spice cake with apple and walnut. Very seasonal, don't you think? And I'll make it in the bundt cake pan. I bet she'll love it.

Wish I had a few spare dollars. It's picnic weather. Oh! It's St. Louis Bread Co. picnic weather. I am now craving some baked potato soup. Yum. Hope your day is good to you. And I hope my lottery ticket is a winner!