I got up this morning and it was in the low 40s. I shivered and turned up the heat (I'd reduced it to 40 over night). Then I saw a news story about knitting for the homeless. Remembering how cold we were when we (my first husband, my children and I) were homeless in the winter even here in California, I thought maybe I should find some links about ( Read more... )

I suppose it was almost inevitable, Dave had it and my grandsons came up and also were sick, coughing and sneezing and sharing my bedroom. First my throat felt like razor blades were cutting into it and I had a headache. Next came the mucous attack. The razors moved on to my chest, where they cut into me each time I cough. Fortunately I have the ( Read more... )