Seems that Bubby likely has asthma.

The sleep-time coughs and morning wheezing are getting worse.

Megan's scheduling a doctor appointment to confirm.

Apparently asthma runs rampant in Preston's family, so it's not too surprising it's reared its head in Bubby.

 

 

Jim starts his new job today. Woo-hoo! Hallelujah! Amen!

(On a side note: Apparently about the same time Jim was being told he got the job, my sister's significant other -- a good, hardworking, kind guy -- was being told he was losing his. Will we ever all be out of the woods?)

I love King Soopers. I got my 23.76-pound turkey there over the weekend for TEN DOLLARS! That's a savings of $20.65. (And it wasn't even the store brand!) So I bought a second turkey, for the freezer: another $10 for a 19.69-pound turkey. Yay, King Soopers!

I had a scary episode last night -- technical term: "cognitive dysfunction" -- and seriously worry that MS is making Swiss cheese of my brain, despite the $1,800-per-month meds I shoot into my body daily. (Thank God for health insurance!!) It left me crying and Jim and Brianna trying to console me with 101 other possible reasons for my idiocy. I appreciate the effort, but I don't believe them. So I hereby promise to cease blogging if I become a blathering idiot so as to not distress my readers. But I'll leave an explanatory post so you won't wonder where the heck I am.

I wish an explanatory post had been left at Finding Trinity. One of my favorite bloggers is MIA and my e-mails have gone unanswered. I miss her musings ... and worry about her. If anyone knows what's up, please share.

 

I'm heading to the big city in less than an hour for brunch with my baby girl.

I'm looking forward to it.

She always makes me laugh.

 

I could use a good laugh!

 

Here's to a laugh-filled Monday for all of us!