DJ's prayers may have been answered...I woke up this morning and my vocal chords seem to be paralyzed. Max is quite confused and he keeps coming up to sniff my legs as if he's asking, "Where's my real Mom? You don't sound like her at all."
Regardless, I met two lovely friends for lunch and realized my pantomime skills are going to improve rapidly. Oh, God is so good. Imagine if we had no hands. Imagine if we had no fingers with which to point at our throat when the cashier keeps asking, "What would you like? What would you like, Ma'am?"
To add to the winterness of the day, tt's raining here again. I've made a pot of chili using my mother's recipe. DJ likes it, and so does Max. We'll all enjoy a bit of solitude tonight... listening to the rain and snuggling.
Just like the T-Shirts say, "Life is Good."