He’s OK now, but he’s been coughing like he’s about to shoot a lung across the room.
Since I was home, I helped clean up and put stuff back in the cupboards under our AWESOME! NEW! COUNTERTOPS! Which look yellow here, but they’re actually a gray-side-of-white with gray-blue marbling—like an old-timey apothecary counter where our ancestors went to get refreshing lemon phosphates and creamy vanilla Cokes.
But I wasn’t the only one who’s been working. Miss Bridget has kept us attentive company the entire day: