Jul 20, 2005 21:46
This morning an owl brought the letter that I sent to my parents telling them not to come over yet. How strange. I sent out another, just in case. They might be here now, though.
I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. My hands are still slightly sore. Can't even wear gloves to protect them because the wool irritates the dry areas. Thank you for the lotion, though, Ryan. How are you feeling?
I wish I could do more to help with anything.