My creepy family on Halloween. Sober daughter, in front, is all of a size 4 or 6, but looks as big as a house in this pic. But I made her push that little tutu down so it covered her butt. She had nearly every tattoo covered on Halloween, which, I will admit, made me happy. It was so glorious to have all my children and grandchildren together.
I have had a great, to date, week at work. I feel ever so much better. I am loathe to admit that this is the result of a medication, but it is. I could never convince myself that it is just a coincidence that I feel suddenly like I can survive just after I started taking a med. I kind of hate this, but I also kind of love the fact that I feel so much better.
So grateful today is Friday. So grateful I can wrap up this month’s major work today. Then I can get back to some more fun projects. And then I have a weekend! A weekend where I shall plan what I shall cook for Thanksgiving. I’ve been invited to my son’s (YIPEEEEE), but I still need to bring something.
Grateful, grateful, grateful.
I am nothing, but you are all. I have nothing, but you possess all. I can do nothing, but you can do all things. What I’m asking you today is so much easier than moving mountains, and you promised to grant that much as a reward for faith no bigger than a mustard seed. — Little Sister Magdeleine of Jesus