Sweeite, no biggie. My sister not only spells Roxy’s name as you did, but she spelled Daughter’s name wrong for years, even tho I corrected her every time. Ain’t worth sweating.
BooFae - just a few minutes ago, I sent an email to cancel our Iceland cruise. While we were on the ship, we discussed - FCD doesn’t like cruising as much as I do, and 25 days would be beyond his limit. Plus just the cruise would stretch our budget beyond what would be comfortable (granted, we did book a suite with a bunch of bennies.) And that cost didn’t include getting to and from Boston, or any excursions, and in Iceland, you have to take the excursions or you don’t see much of anything interesting.
We’re going to do something like this instead. There are several companies offering several packages, and we’ll decide which we want. We can fly out of BWI to Reykjavik, leaving our car at my sister’s house, so no parking fees. I figure bottom line will be no more than half the cost of the cruise. So that’s our current trip planning for summer 2025.
OMG, what a horrible night I had! What wasn’t coming out of one end was coming out of the other. I suspect Tobias may have shared a bug with me - I just hope MIL didn’t get it, too. It would kill her. I was up and down all night, and I’m exhausted, but I had to get up and rehydrate. I also had a piece of toast - here’s hoping I can keep it down. So as soon as I post this, it’ll be Recliner Time.
FCD has left to take his mom to the Dr. I had to ask him to get a copy of my mammogram order because I can’t find it. Unless she sent it electronically to the imaging center, since all MedStar facilities are magically connected. And he reminded me to make a dermatology appointment for his mother - I think I can do that now, as it’s after 8.
Slug/sloth day ahead, and with luck, I won’t wear a track to the terlit. A nap would be nice, too.
Happy Moanday - don’t get too close to me!!!