Good night, all

The boys are fine. I called to check on them earlier. DT had pretty much forgotten about his worst-of-all-of-the-swing-wounds scrapes. He was visiting their next door neighbor. Deacon had just awakened from a nap and sounded happy. Nana's happier now.
I took a handful of Ibuprofen (well, two actually) which enabled me to go to work at the clinic. I got that out of the way of the weekend, so I can now concentrate on the many other chores I have facing me. Baby son is going to his ROTC military ball tomorrow night. His uniform needs a couple buttons sewed on (which I am about to do); his shirt and gloves need washing and ironing (shirt). He'll be wearing dress blues as he is on the saber team . Bought his bow tie today. I have to tie it. Should be very interesting. Thank goodness for YouTube! Laundry, lawn, dirty car, dirty house . . . gotta plug some fun in there someplace, but that seems to always end up last on the list. I do look forward to taking pics of my son and his date. Hope I don't cry.

Good night, everyone. Sweet dreams.