A few weeks ago, one of the boys came downstairs and declared that the chore he had been assigned that day "sucked". Then as quickly as the words came out of his mouth he looked back at me to see what I would do. A good indication that he has no idea what the word means, he was just trying it on for size.
I told him it wasn't necesarrily a word that I cared he use. There are so many other words to express your displeasure at something.
5 years ago my father was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease. There is no cure and so far, the effectiveness of the meds. he is being given have been less than we had hoped for. It is horrible, horrible disease that I think was invented by the devil himself. And things are progressing faster and faster.
I'll be traveling down to see my parents next week. Please be thinking of us.
So, because you and I are friends I feel like I can tell you...Parkinson's sucks.
-we've shifted our beach time to the evening, but now with reports of shark attacks not too far down the coast from us, I have to admit, I'm a bit more cautious
-we picked our first cantaloupe this morning...yummy!
-I need to get cracking to sew up a few gifts for a few dear friends
-and Im thinking some embroidery projects might be perfect for upcoming flights and layovers