I'm feeling a bit worse than yesterday, but much better than when I had a fever. Nasty flu! I went out and bought some magazines, a couple of mysteries, and three DVD's, in case I keep feeling fatigued. I don't want to have a reoccurance. The weather is gorgeous, and everybody is happy about the Giants, and there is a big parade Wednesday, which I will not attend, but appreciate. In the meantime I'm dealing with our garden and how to keep the little green critters happy. My roses aren't getting enough sun, and the holly tree offshoots are trying to take over the yard, and the ivy is sneaking up all over. A plan of attack has been instigated, and I'm hoping we don't end up engulfed in greenery, with no way to get out of the house. The little bit of rain we had encouraged a lot of bad green behavior.
Then there is the canine problem. Some plants have been moved, and the other planter has been eaten. I wish they would cease having aspirations to be landscape designers, because their taste is a little to minimal for me.
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