Saturday, June 28, 2008
Tabitha's brush with poison ivy ballooned up her face to the point that when she awoke this morning, after I'd already returned from yard sales, I felt compelled to run her to our local doc-in-a-box who's the only one open on Saturday. They're one of my favorites anyway with an awesome nurse and nurse practitioner and are always so positive in their interactions with our family. Tabby was in dire need of steroids, but thankfully neither her breathing nor her swallowing was affected.
A big Duh, a smack me upside my big head moment, "Why didn't I think of that?" when I found a $10 platform bed at a yard sale. My children destroy metal frames about 2-3 minutes after we get them put together, wooden frames last about an hour longer but this platform was indestructible. I got a nearly new Queen mattress and box set, dirt cheap of course, for Martin to loll about on like a king.
Still no rain, my grass crackles and breaks when we walk on it, only the wood chip mulch is in any possible way, allowing my garden to survive but not thrive at all.
Sarah blogged an ode to cucumbers. I beg to differ with her as I've never, ever tired of them for any minute of my life.