Day 92

I am happy to report that the great gods of all things medical must have heard me ranting and raving yesterday.  The clinic where Taryn gets seen called me this morning to tell me they had a cancellation and could get Taryn in today.  That's a load off my mind, as I was really afraid I wasn't going to be able to get her physical done in time.  Now she's almost good to go - there's a page in the packet I have to get notarized, and then I can mail it off.

Other than that, not much went on today.  Harley decided to decorate my face with his tail:

We were going for the mustache effect, but it didn't quote come out that way.

This is an intersting place in which I live.  It's almost 11pm, and I'm sitting here listening to someone blowing the crap out of something somewhere.  If Ben was here, he'd probably be able to say at least what kind of ordnance it is.  But he's not, so I just know there's a lot of booming.  The funny thing is, you rarely hear the booming during the day - unless it's raining.  Yep...you hear it most on rainy days and at night.

In any case, I'm going to head off to bed now.  See everyone on Friday, also known as day 93!