Absolutely nothing was done this week. Nada. Zilch.
Guess what looks like Roseola at the beginning but quickly takes an evil turn?
Yes that is Lily, I didn’t get off that easy. She caught it too.
Oh Streptococcus, I don’t like you very much. Let’s just keep our fingers crossed that mom stays in the clear. Strep and I have a long unromantic history filled with hateful vile affairs.
Oh, and I can’t get rid of the garden slugs. They are super-slugs. No amount of salt, beer, crackers, lime or whatever I try can conquer these beasts. Die slugs, die.
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