sick

Leina is feeling a bit under the weather. She slept until almost 11:00 today, which is quite late for her. Perhaps she has been working too hard. Maybe she picked up a bug from the soil she was digging to plant the rest of her daisies. Maybe she ate too many oysters yesterday in Marin County, home of ample free parking. Or maybe little Dyrch (forgive me for having spelled it incorrectly on previous posts) just wore her out. Leina is in no hurry to have a little one of her own, in part because during her brief babysitting tenure, she resisted the urge to watch Flavor of Love and all TV programs with him, instead providing enriching social activities and similarly stimulating events. Like shopping for toilet paper for her swell new wall-mounted toilet paper holder.

Leina is also without an upstairs toilet. It had been leaking and Angie had thought that she could fix it. At the moment it is partly taken apart but not yet put back together. There's a nut which is really really stuck, that not even Tony was able to remove it.