I can’t stop sneezing this morning. Evan’s having a TV dinner for breakfast – macaroni and cheese – nice. We must find something to entertain us this weekend – John is putting in another 20 hours or so. I want to go to Salado to see Grandmother, but I can’t get over this ass injury to drive that far. It sucks – I haven’t seen her in a very long time and I think she needs me.

I did manage a very successful rack of lamb last night. Considering that I’ve recently ruined some stuff on the grill, this was quite the triumph! Now I have to give Shelby her insulin.