This is what the Glen Den has looked like since last night when Mr. Moon inflated the kayak to see what it looks like. Pretty cool, huh? Made getting around the room a little difficult but, oh well.
We watched Ma Rainey's Black Bottom on Netflix last night. Powerful, powerful stuff there. Highly recommend.
Lis called me this morning. Y'all must have gone to her link last night because her stats were up like a rocket this morning. Thank you so much! I can't tell you how much that means to me.
And to Lis.
Hank is doing very well. Thank you all for your good wishes. He is staying cozy and his pain is well managed and he is feeling most grateful for Rachel. As are we all. She's just a jewel, that one. How we love her.
It's been another sausage-making day here. This is sort of ridiculous, isn't it? Who could eat this much sausage? These men get into projects and they just keep going. I haven't helped at all. Jessie and I walked down to the post office with the boys. Here's a picture of Levon with a doll stroller that I found at the dump yesterday.
He wanted a doll to put in it and he wanted to push it to the post office but he showed no interest at all in the baby. Still, he did a good job of pushing it there and August pushed it back.
And now I need to go make some more chicken and dumplings. Mr. Moon was a bit upset that I didn't save any from the ones I made yesterday so I am making more. I think the Weatherfords will be eating with us tonight so I need to get to it.
I hate to even bring this up but- WTF on this new Covid strain? Y'all, we aren't nearly done with this shit. And if people don't smarten up about quarantining and masking, we never will be. You guys in the UK be safe and stay well, okay?