Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Steel City times
I'm having adventures in driving in Pittsburgh again, too. I dropped my daughter off at Carnegie Mellon so she could go to her seminar and I could come back home to meet the grandboy from the bus and take him to his social skills therapy. I got lost before I got off the CMU campus. But the daughter was available by cellphone and got me straightened out and where I needed to be. We even made it out to therapy without mishap.
Then came home to discover that the dog ate a whole bag (less about 6 kisses) of dark chocolate kiusses, foil and all. She's a medium sized dog (the one in front, in the picture--the other is her cousin dog who came to visit) so maybe it won't be too big a dose.
And yet, I am still writing, believe it or not. I'm not getting a whole lot done at a time, and when I can't turn on the heater (we can't run the heater in my room and baby girl's room at the same time or it will blow a breaker), I can't write, because it's cold enough for this Southern wuss with no cold tolerance that I just get under the covers and go to sleep. But I am writing.
Okay, time to go pick up the boy and then go get his mama and then go get some supper. Y'all take care. And wish me luck. I do not want to get lost again.