yesterday was the first cool(er) day in a while. the daddy was quite ill on & off all day so he was home & laying low. i got a lot done and was washing dishes (one of the final things on my long list) when joe called out, "jane, can you come here?" i dried my hands, thinking he had, say, some important creative musing or business issue or physical ailment he needed me to help him consider... i followed his voice to find him lounging in the hammock with gideon, and before i even reached them, before i was even able to respond with a "yes, what is it?", he heard my nearing footsteps and said, "could you please crochet me an afgan?"
(unfortunately i am one of the few people who encourage joe's ridiculous sense of humor by laughing when, well, no one really should.)
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