My girls and Toby the dog |
My dad |
My parents yard backs onto the South Thompson River |
Pip |
Mist |
Tabs |
My mom and I |
Pip, “Let’s pick up sticks mom and then we can play Harry Potter. Who do you want to be Mom?” |
Granny and the girls |
Mist and Tabs |
Tabs and Pip enjoyed their trip to visit my parents. Mist and I enjoyed our night as well. My mom made salted-carmel sundae sauce—I ate too much. Walking behind my parents house is always pleasant except today, we learned we had picked up an unwelcome hitch-hiker. Little Pip had a big, fat, tick on the top of her head. I tried to get it off with tweezers but it wouldn’t budge and Pip was really starting to cry in pain–it was holding onto her scalp for good. Took her to the doctor and had the doctor remove it. It finally came attached to a hunk of her scalp. Pip cried a lot.
Tonight I will attend a talk downtown by Judy Chicago about women artists. My girls are going to a play down town tonight “Alice in Wonderland.” Mist’s friend Ashley has a part in it.
The job search is nothing short of depressing. I have eight years of post secondary education and for what??? I have options though: keep going with graduate work (PhD or MFA). Try to get into the k-12 system again, or keep trudging along looking for work at what ever I can get.
mohamed larbi
HAVE FUN AUNT ! facebook misses you 😀
Sandra
it was a horrible ordeal for Pippi. I was lucky and discovered mine wood tick before it got a good hold.!
Mix Hart
Yes, it was horrible. She is fine today. Though, already has fallen and bit through her front lip–that girl is so active she’s always hurting herself!