I'm a happy person, sometimes annoyingly happy. But this weather is getting to me. I'm looking forward to going to work tomorrow where I can sit smack in front of the air-conditioner and absorb all that freon into my bloodstream so that when I get home tomorrow night the nasty humid night air won't keep me awake for hours. Yes, a week's worth of not sleeping is making me cranky. On top of that--the Red Sox are, never mind, I'll cut the whining now.
This is mom's birthday weekend. It started Friday. My younger sister and her daughter (the ONLY grandchild mom's gonna get, and she's okay with that) came up from New Jersey. They left today and tomorrow we have dinner with the older sister. Her actual birthday is Tuesday. She's 70 this year, though you'd never know it. Spunky she is!
The only progress I've made knitting is socks and even that came to a screeching halt today. Fans couldn't circulate the air fast enough to stop my hands from sweating. I did go to Webs Thursday night and pick up some cotton sock yarn. Hopefully that will slip a bit easier. Whew, I'm going back to the fan ya'll!