Eleventeen & Eleventy

Today Feivel is 11 months old. Here he is out in front of the 11-year-old Pippa, on a day when the temp is 11 degrees.
And tennnis balls still rivet their attention.

Even Keel

Things are pretty smooth around here right now (knock on wood, turn around 3 times, etc.). I'm very aware, in that way we have of remembering the last year so much more clearly when another has cycled around, of how wonderful it is that Tim is healthy. Then once in a while I remember to be thankful for my own good health. Had some warning signs of plantar fascitis over the past few weeks (VERY sore feet when getting up in the a.m. or after sitting for a long while). Read up on it and treated with stretching, massage, rest from walks, foot pillow in bed, and changed shoes. Went to the doctor, and she said what they always say to me: sounds like you're doing the right things. Let me know if it gets worse. And it's gotten better.

I also had an exceptionally strong incident of ocular migraine, something I experience once or twice a year at most and then forget about. This occasion lasted twice as long as most (35 minutes versus 15).

This is middle age, I guess: the machine shows signs of wear, and we redouble our maintenance efforts.

Febreanna

Look! Our third anniversary baby!

Nah, this is Breanna Grace, Tim's brand new grand-niece. Tim's nephew Tim and wife Mollie were happy to welcome this beautiful baby to the world on Saturday, February 4, and we were happy to go see them on Sunday and get to know Breanna from "the day she was born."



We're looking forward to seeing her grow and flourish with her wonderful parents.