My boys are home, safe and sound from their respective camps. The energy level in the house has ratcheted up accordingly.
Despite Carmageddon, the roads seemed relatively peaceful today. I spent nearly the entire day organizing crap that was stacked up everywhere in my house.
I threw some baby spinach in the Cuisinart with a handful of walnuts, some Parmesan cheese, and olive oil for a pesto to go over linguine for dinner.
Sophie is playing with her beads in her room. She had a nice session with the therapist who works on iPad/communication stuff with her and only a few seizures today. The impending decision/work about the Modified Atkins Diet for seizures is just that -- impending. I'll think about it tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day.
The sun is shining through my bedroom door and the palm fronds are rustling. The air is Los Angeles summertime warm and cool together with not a speck of humidity. I thank the universe every day for this weather.
The moon, I believe, will be full and I'll be looking at it tonight with all of you.
