From Shorts to Down Jacket - Overnight

A miserable 32 degrees this morning. I was in shorts yesterday and the day before. If you could only see me pulling my hair!

The weakness and shakes turned out to be the flu and I was down on Thursday only. The doctor ran a bunch of tests to make sure it wasn't sugar or a flair. She said because of the new meds, the flairs may present differently than before. I am so glad that was not a flair. On Thursday I could hardly function and drive to Grayling to the doctor appointment.

Grayling is under construction downtown. I am not sure how that is going to effect businesses this summer. They did have some kind of expo this weekend, I saw it on the news, but there were no comments on the construction.

So, beside the flu and wool, I was getting cabin fever - Sadie too. I called Cari this morning at 10:30 to wake her up and mooch breakfast. She had been up since 7:30 and breakfast was a memory. I went over anyway and hung out for a few hours. Looked at Avon catalogs, ordered a bra, went through some old clothes and tried them on and let Sadie run all over the neighborhood.

We left around 2:30 and stopped at my parents to visit for awhile. It was funny to watch Sadie standing at the open refridgerator door next to my dad. She would look inside and then up at my dad, back inside and again up at my dad. It was cute. Then of course, he pulled out some cheese, her weakness. I stopped him from giving it to her without making her work for it. So he tossed it to me and I made her do her new trick "Talk". For speak, she will woof. But for "Talk", I maker her string together some noises so it sounds like she is talking. More like grumbling. :)

It rained off and on all day and thunderstorms were in the forecast for the afternoon. I came home and took the garbage out, got into my pajamas and did some more work on the drumcarder. I really like how this batch of wool is coming out. It is really white and fluffy. Best of all, it is pretty clean so I don't have to do a lot of prep before sticking it in the drumcarder. If I put dirty, by dirty, I mean little bits of hay and seeds, wool into the carder, it won't remove the hay, it blends it into the wool, worse than before. I learned that the hard way.

Time to hit the hay to be bright eyed for the work week.