Alright. I haven't been motivated to write much.


Here's a little incident that happened this afternoon.

Dakota complained that she felt sick to her stomach.

Stuff has been doing the rounds in our family and outside of it. I have been noticing that I haven't (that I remember) been sick at all this whole year. I am fairly sure that I'm correct in my memory. If I can make it two more days I'll have gone a whole year without being sick.

Anyway, Dakota said in her way that she felt nauseous. I said, "Well, it must be those cookies you ate. They are making you sick. You must be allergic to cookies; so you should quit eating them from now on."

She said, "No. I'm not allergic to cookies. I'm allergic to cats."