Monday, January 3, 2005
Mom wasn't in the mood to arise...
...although her eyes were open. The under-the-weather weather has begun and it's hard for her to pull herself up face to face with grey skies. I prevailed, though, without too much trouble.
We're not getting the 'pretty' weather, yet. Although it's been snowing at this elevation, the rain from last night left everything too wet for the snow to stick. At any rate, between show showers we're engulfed in a mist.
Looks, as well, like we'll be getting rain and snow through the week with a cold, bright break on Thursday. I'm keeping the house warm and bright, which, if it is only working mildly on my mother, is delighting the spiders who are coming in out of the cold.
Although she's feeling the weather in her joints she's not yet interested in acetaminophen. I'm respecting this. I expect it to be a quiet day. I'm hoping to get the essay of which I spoke earlier finished and published and do a little more writing. But, first...see the next post.
We're not getting the 'pretty' weather, yet. Although it's been snowing at this elevation, the rain from last night left everything too wet for the snow to stick. At any rate, between show showers we're engulfed in a mist.
Looks, as well, like we'll be getting rain and snow through the week with a cold, bright break on Thursday. I'm keeping the house warm and bright, which, if it is only working mildly on my mother, is delighting the spiders who are coming in out of the cold.
Although she's feeling the weather in her joints she's not yet interested in acetaminophen. I'm respecting this. I expect it to be a quiet day. I'm hoping to get the essay of which I spoke earlier finished and published and do a little more writing. But, first...see the next post.
