Here we are at the end of August, and here I am with another long, languishing post to a blog I neglect more often than an abandoned kitten who's starved to death then been revived only to die of thirst...
Bubba's watching "Tom & Jerry" while trying his darnedest to complete the reading game his mother requires him to ace before he can get another game which has nothing to do with reading and more to do with driving karts around tracks with bobble-headed cartoon characters. Nothing morally wrong with that, just seems a bit funny.
Foot doctor at 4:15 today. Are they new bone spurs, like I believe them to be, or something frighteningly new? New would almost be better, as at least it would mean the old injuries had healed. But I'm not that lucky.
Was drained last night from 2 MRIs & a lot of unnecessary walking. Then, at bedtime, Bubba was scared of the noises coming from the blinds scraping the windowsill. The Mrs. didn't seem to notice this (she sleeps pretty soundly when she wants to), so after a while of this I had to get up & adjust them.
Heading to D.C. after Bubba's TKD tournament on Sunday to argue the finer points (an oxymoron if there ever was one) of the issues with out mortgage. Don't ask. Just wish me luck.
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