I think it's easier to just blog every day rather than being a sometimes blogger. Today I painted the inside of a closet. Some may think that is an utter waste of time. I don't care. I wanted it clean, and so I did it. Now I'm going to clean the carpets in there. I don't care what you think. It shall be done.
I started a book (Parley P Pratt: The Apostle Paul of Mormonism) yesterday. Reading is good.
Boo needs a new name for the blog. Any suggestions? She's not a toddler anymore, though sometimes I think she'd like to be. She's sick today. Her cough is pretty ugly, but her fever is gone. She rode her brand new birthday bike around the neighborhood with me until it started to drip from the sky. She was not happy to have to head home. But she was happy to have pineapple yogurt and a sandwich waiting for her.