No rainbows, Michelle, wrong time of day for here, but I love those kind, too! BTW, if you can't do yoghurt, you can always pick up some acidopholus tabs to counteract the antibiotics. When I know I am going to have to take some such as when I go to the dentist, I always start the acidopholus tabs ahead of time or asap. Remember, I said be patient with yourself?**bg** Our bods need to rest whilst fighting off those bugs. Glad to hear the little one is feeling better; a spinal tap must've been very scary for you all.

SRS, you will be surprised one of these days when you look around see that each little step, and big ones, have added up to make a difference. Yes, I do remember the tarp and all that crap in my driveway!:-)

Met a wonderful expert doctor/shoemaker this morning and a resident from the local hospital doing a stint in his office. Also met his wife and their adorable little dachshund, "Sid." She was so quiet and sweet. I left my Birk sandals with him to build in some special orthotics, so my left foot still hurts because I am wearing my older Birks, BUT, he gave me a series of stretching exercises which will help not only my feet but my entire circulatory system. He was really quite amazing and world-renowned...just down the street from us all these years. The hand exercises are really helping with my fingers, too.

I got Morgan from school at noon. Came home, made lunch, then let him build a fort in the LR with chairs, my unused walker, sheet and a blanket. We had another rare ol' time taking out alien forces, etc. HE drew the map this time and did a great job of it. We will most likely have him all day, tomorrow, so probably another fort building day after he and I go to exercise.

I did sweep the kitchen this morning and did some laundry. The rain took care of watering. Rog will be cutting up the downed willow limb this weekend. The goat next door has a feast coming to her.:-)

Dorothy, I love raccoons; we had one nest in a garage once in Connecticut. Her little ones and she would feast on the cracked corn we had for our ducks. Unfortunately, she, or some other one, took a fancy to my hand-trained duck. We woke to find it dead one morning. I could carry it around with its neck stretched out on my shoulder, while it nibble at my ear. It would also sit on the arm of the sofa and watch tv, with newspaper on the floor for droppings. I don't blame the raccoon as that is nature and I could have been more careful about allowing them about and penning the ducks at night, but it sure did sadden all of us.

G'night all. Sweet dreams.

kat