Some Things

Today is my Grammy's operation; the one where she goes in with two breasts and cancer, and comes out with one breast and, God willing, no cancer. I'm praying it hasn't spread to the lymph nodes. If you pray, maybe you could add my Grammy Elaine to your prayers. And all of you...all of you who I know and love and all of you who I don't know, but love anyways...send her energy, ok? Aaaaaall the way to PEI. Send her peace and love.

Please.

So, speaking of love - guess what? Guess! Okay I'll tell you. See that new button over on the right? The "Perfect Post" button? The lovely and talented mama-tulip nominated one of my posts! Guess what else? I love her! Isn't that just so sweet and flattering? I actually blushed when I read her email. Incidentally, you should visit her blog. She's an amazing writer - profound, edgy and hilarious. I can't get enough of her. I want to make her tea and feed her bonbons.

Now I must ask you something. Is it hot where you are? Because here? It is hot. Well, today it's rather rainy but let me tell you, it's been very hot recently. Of late. Lately. Very hot. And sadly, the boys' daycare wasn't air-conditioned. Yesterday, when we arrived to claim our sweaty, listless children, the daycare provider laughed and said they'd be getting an air conditioner that night...because of Aidan! Apparently, my young lad lay down on the cool floor of the daycare, refusing to participate in any songs or games, and assumed a rather lethargic posture in silent rebellion against the heat. His sweaty hair was plastered to his head, and his normally smiley self was simply...not smiley.

This morning, an air conditioner whirred softly in the window of the daycare. And all were overcome with relief, and danced and celebrated in the old fashion. All rejoiced and gave thanks.

In short, WHOOPEE!