Fighting Fruit Fries

I guess I can't make fun of little Ryan's pronunciations anymore because he has corrected his speech.  He now says "flies", but with a tongue flick directly behind his front teeth that sounds affected.  We have fruit flllies...

The garbage situation in the house was such that the main garbage can was overflowing, so we just started a new bag each day and took it out to the trash daily.  Several days ago, a cloud of fruit flies met us when we approached the regular garbage can.  Ack!  I took the stuff out and found the culprits:  a couple of apple cores that Robin had thrown into the mix.  We have been fighting the little buggers ever since. 

I developed a slight fever last week.  It made me feel just punk enough to go to bed and hope that the bottom wasn't going to fall out of my world.  I had no other symptoms.  Then, this weekend, I got a sore throat.  A quick look at my throat made me decide to stop at the Immediate Care place down the road from me...just to make sure I didn't have strep.  I don't!  The doc there did tell me that the eardrum in my bad ear was shriveled and probably not functioning...and he didn't think a mere tube insertion would help.  I need to get an appointment to see the ENT for an assessment.  I haven't been hearing well for a couple of years.  It may be a permanent condition now!

Trying to do SATERN work and still find time to go to the Bedford hamfest, etc.  We'll see!

My roomie has finally crashed, God bless her.  Time for me to do the same!