Tuesday, July 19, 2011

July 18th

Tilly's feet are hurting after blistering them by sliding around on the sand and gravel yesterday.  I keep hearing pathetic whining, to find that, for example, she's jumped up on the bed to sleep, and can't get off again.  So I lift her down to the floor.  Again.

Vic got home from her mother's, and Tilly hobbled off to say "hi".

The new bands for the vacuum cleaner arrived, and I spent a few minutes installing one.  So we're now back to having more or less everything working how it should, so I after work I got to fiddle with the settings for the cruise control in the van while Vic washed critter laundry in an effort to break the new washing machine.

Oh, and we watched Fast Food Nation, that Vince had lent us.  It's depressing because it's true.

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