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Today was a rather empty day. Grandma was up, and she and Mom spent all day at one quilt group or another. (No matter how sick Mom is, she can pack up and run off to quilting on a whim. "Oh, I'll just sit the whole time, it doesn't matter if I'm here or there." As she carries her sewing machine out the door.)

Easy, quiet, only occasionally snipey conversation with the Bog. I added 'getting her license' to my offline list of goals for this year, but who knows how much luck I'll have there? Here's gunning for her, though. If she wants it, she'll get it first shot.

Nothing really to write about today. I cleaned my room, made a fantastic dinner for we three women (Dad's at work), and did a lot of laundry. Washed my Spider-Pants for the first time since I re-inked tehem, and they faded a lot. Maybe I should ditch them. They've been too big for years. But I really would like to grow back into them. They're a 4. (Had to go check) 4 would be good. I think I would feel a lot healthier at that size. But I really don't wear jeans anymore. Need moar trousers.

Oh, the headcold. I have one. I am congested like crazy, like a beachball inflated up in my nose, and it's upsetting my stomach, too. Gleh. I blame it for this ramble, and it's time for it to be over now. Mkay.