Just another day...

Well, let's see... not a lot going on. Gabe has moved into his own room downstairs, and, I think is loving it. He swears that he doesn't want to change the wall paper (that has been there for 30 years, and was chosen by my father as "appropriate for a home office.) I scratch my head and wonder how this fits into the whole teenage boy thing. Over this "very appropriate" wallpaper, it is decorated with motorcycles, mustangs, and any sort of speed machine a 13 y/o might dream about. Riley and Parker are moving into the big room, and Mason will have his own room soon also. So, it looks like musical furniture upstairs and down. Riley is sleeping on the floor of Gabe's room and Park (with very little encouragement from moi.) is snuggling me. Matt is wishing for a little more room in the bed, but me...I need the snuggles.
Natasha drove me for labs yesterday. Good news, WBC's are up where they need to be, so I can continue to go out in public when I feel like crawling out from under my bed comforter. Natasha is a truly interesting and good person. I can talk to her without lectures, we laugh about what the kids have done. She and her husband have 3 great kids. And, doing all this, she appears to not mind having to cool her heels in a Dr's office for an hour or 2 at a time. I wish that were positions reversed, I knew without a doubt I could be that type of person for her. Thank you, Natasha, for making these treks bearable. I can only aspire to be that thoughtful.