I took him to the airport at 4:30 am, then came home, made banana bread, homemade hash browns, and eggs for da boys, who were sleepy but grateful. (I think they were grateful? They ate it, and said thanks--when pressured). Then I did a few deep housework items, then on to the computer. And no, I am not a morning person!
And what is wrong with my left ankle? My feet are literally falling apart... It feels and acts broken and yet nothing happened. Nothing. I swear I am being good. For example, right now, I am laying on the couch catching up this blog. I take calcium, magnesium, phosphorous, trace minerals, and everything else. Hmmm, maybe it's the "everything else".