I have finished my exercises, breakfast, and two laps around the condo loop. I have a load of laundry in the washing machine. Vanessa and the kids are going to stop by this afternoon. She has to take Beech to the doctor to ask what can be done about his migraines. He had his first migraine night before last, vomiting and all. By the next morning he was OK. So it seems that Liz, Julian, and now Beech have inherited the migraine gene from my father's mother.
Last night I watched the Sharks beat St. Louis in an overtime shootout. I am sure Ethan, Julie, and Alex would have preferred the opposite outcome, but I root for the Blues except when they play the Sharks.
Friday, November 7, 2008
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