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Mar. 10th, 2026 08:44 pmFitful and feverish all night, I woke up feeling slightly better. The Sparrowhawk slept on. He had an appointment to get his blood drawn for some tests at 9:30, so I was beginning to wonder if I should wake him up, when he came staggering downstairs. I heard him puttering about in the kitchen and said, "Don't you have to be going now?" He replied in a still sleep-fuddled voice, "I'm not going!" He had wisely canceled the appointment as soon as he was awake enough.
We both managed to be clothed and in our right minds by noon, when our Zoom with Deb and the Prussian took place. After that, things took a bit of a downturn again. I was surprisingly okay, but the Sparrowhawk was not up to his usual standard. After resting up quite a bit, he went out to do some errands. But when he got home, he was so depleted that he had to go and sit down before he could even put the eggs and butter away. He had been invited to have dinner with friends, but decided with a little sprinkle of advice from me that maybe he'd be better off recuperating at home. I felt well enough that I decided to go to Math Fairy's birthday celebration as planned. Strawberry Star stopped at the pita place and got dinner for us all to share, and I brought the ice cream. We had a really nice time, and hopefully buoyed Math Fairy's spirits as she could use some cheering. All the ladies agreed that the time change has been messing with us. I had just arrived home when the anticipated thunderstorm arrived and there was a lot of hail. I feel sad because I'm afraid it has dented my shiny new car. Tomorrow morning I'll take a look. Hoping for the best for the people south of here who already got smacked with tornadoes over the weekend and are now in the path again.
Also, happy 100th birthday to my mother. I wish I could make her a birthday cake as I used to do. I remember the one I made for her 93rd birthday when she was still here to eat it: a delicious orange and lemon cake with lemon curd filling. She insisted on cutting it herself with the big knife. It was a good day.
We both managed to be clothed and in our right minds by noon, when our Zoom with Deb and the Prussian took place. After that, things took a bit of a downturn again. I was surprisingly okay, but the Sparrowhawk was not up to his usual standard. After resting up quite a bit, he went out to do some errands. But when he got home, he was so depleted that he had to go and sit down before he could even put the eggs and butter away. He had been invited to have dinner with friends, but decided with a little sprinkle of advice from me that maybe he'd be better off recuperating at home. I felt well enough that I decided to go to Math Fairy's birthday celebration as planned. Strawberry Star stopped at the pita place and got dinner for us all to share, and I brought the ice cream. We had a really nice time, and hopefully buoyed Math Fairy's spirits as she could use some cheering. All the ladies agreed that the time change has been messing with us. I had just arrived home when the anticipated thunderstorm arrived and there was a lot of hail. I feel sad because I'm afraid it has dented my shiny new car. Tomorrow morning I'll take a look. Hoping for the best for the people south of here who already got smacked with tornadoes over the weekend and are now in the path again.
Also, happy 100th birthday to my mother. I wish I could make her a birthday cake as I used to do. I remember the one I made for her 93rd birthday when she was still here to eat it: a delicious orange and lemon cake with lemon curd filling. She insisted on cutting it herself with the big knife. It was a good day.
