Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Too pooped to post


I missed last night’s blog entry—was just too pooped to post. 

After a busy day, I transported a bushel and a half of tomatoes to Hannah’s where we pureed and juiced those beauties into nine pints of spaghetti sauce, seven quarts of homemade “V-8” juice, (three of them spicy), and seven quarts of plain tomato juice. 

Believe me when I say we made a huge mess, but the end result was worth it, I think. 

Chelsea and I stayed to help give Clay a bath, which was just icing on the cake of a real sweet day. 

He handles his bath like a champ, just like his momma handles his bath like a champ. Bath time with Clay is a bit complicated with his trach and g-tube.    

He looked and smelled so sweet afterward, and was so bright-eyed and playful—well, this ol’ nana didn’t get home until 11:00 o’clock. 

By the time I unloaded the car, I was too pooped to post.  Now you know. 

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