N. sent me a card yesterday from Vermont and it arrived today! The post office must be working super double time right now. It's pretty too, with a nice hummingbird on it and a nice note tucked inside. I'm also still getting Chemo Angel Birthday mail. I bet I've gotten 20 or 30 cards so far. It's encouraging and uplifting. Surprising that people all over the US care enough to send a card to a stranger.
It's finally happened. I'm out of clean clothes, so I'm doing laundry. I also took out three big bags of trash, and I took care of some groceries and a bill for Betty. THAT is a big day for me. I finished the book, _eat, pray, love_, and I liked the vocabulary and metaphors but somehow I lost interest by the time I was halfway through pray, and even though I stayed up to 2am reading the last of love, I was a little let down by the ending. Which is to say, unlike half the world that has read this book and raves about it, I found it interesting but not one for my top ten list. If you find a copy in a used book store, that's good enough.
The rain here is important and urgently needed, and there isn't enough of it. It's good that we're getting some, but it's much too little and not likely to make much of a dent in our draught. But we'll take it!
I haven't heard from the folks down the hill today. Taking care of a toddler and a one week old baby is a daunting task on a rainy day. I hope they're not stir crazy.