It's not even August yet, and it feels like summer is winding down. Rose flies out today for Yellowknife. She'll be back in a month for a wedding. Bram will leave in a week. It has been so good to have them with me.
I've caught a summer cold. I'm walking around with a box of kleenex in my hand - just in case. I've also got a sore throat and no energy. Aside from that, I'm feeling pretty good.
My parents have been up since Tuesday evening - spending most of the day with me and the evenings over at Ruth's. They brought Sonja down with them. Dad's been helping me with doors and locks at my new apartment - we've still got two locks to rekey and one more deadbolt to install. Mom's been finishing up Rose's graduation quilt (it looks beautiful!). She's the one that shared the cold with me. Thursday mom stepped into one of those rings that they put around bundles of newspapers and fell badly. She cut her cheek and bled profusely and may get a couple black eyes from it as well. She's looking worse for wear.