I’m not in a great mood today. My uncle unfriended me on Facebook because I questioned his judgement. I went to Trader Joe’s to pick up a few things, and everyone else in the city was also there to pick up a few things. It’s been raining all day. Poppy’s writing a story in which I play the role of “the evil grown-up.”
But also.
Rockford is recovering a bit more every day. Poppy made some delicious brownies last night. I slept in this morning. It’s almost Thanksgiving.
So maybe everything isn’t coming up roses, but it isn’t all bad either.