Today I have rested on the couch. My leg problem has made me very tired.
My SIL and BIL rode down on their Harley to visit. They lost their bull dog, Lucy a week ago. My SIL is very depressed and lost without Lucy. They did not realize her throwing up was caused by an inoperable stomach cancer.
It was fun watching all my sons with their uncle joking about tatoos. My SIL wants to get a tatoo of her two dogs' faces on her lower back.
What do you say - everyone handles situations in so many different ways.