We’ll be singin’ when we’re winnin’

It’s a gray foggy morning here. It kinda looks like Silent Hill out there. But it’s not really. Just foggy. Nothing paranormal here. It actually feels pretty quiet. But the heat is coming. We’re under a heat warning for the next couple of days. It was a little warm in the bed this morning, and I was stuffed up a little so it was difficult to breathe.

It was a really nice day here yesterday. My dad had good news about his hip and how it’s healing. I found out (they told me where they’d be a couple of weeks back, but I don’t have an appointment calendar like they do, so I forgot) where they were and asked them to pick up two things for us: allergy pills for me, and a big ol box of medical gloves for Crystal, so he can dye her hair without using the medical examination gloves I grabbed from the vet clinic.

As you can see from the picture above, there’s pretty much nowhere that’s safe from the orange tornado. He was a pretty good boy all day yesterday. He jumped on my head this morning. From, I think, the foot of the bed.

We didn’t do a whole lot of really anything yesterday. I cont remember how it started, but I put on AAA Triplemania, the pay per view from Saturday. I have to say I was pretty sports entertained for the afternoon. For the rest of the afternoon, we played Balatro. I’m just screwing around in the checkered deck, just playing around with different joker combinations, when all of a sudden the You Win! screen. I don’t really pay attention to rounds or antes, because after you skip one or two, I don’t have the brainpower to do the mental math. Needless to say, I was surprised.