So, I'm reading Wuthering Heights and it's kind of interesting, just kind of- a little too much drama for my taste, but now I'm in it and I'm curious to see if it redeems itself in the end. I wouldn't call it an English Classic at this point, but I'm only to the point where young Catherine is pining over her wimpy cousin Linton. Maybe there's a point to all the drama, eventually. Charlotte Bronte was far better of a writer than her sister Emily.
As for Jack, he's sick again. I think the third time this summer and I'm not getting much sleep either. Perry is sick too.
I've got my hands full, in so many ways, and just trying to tell myself to breath calmly and don't think ahead to much. Don't think of the "What ifs".
On a lighter side, my niece has opened an Etsy shop, and I, of course, am thrilled to see what she makes. I love creating, and I love to see what others create. So take a moment and visit www.lilpeanutgallery.etsy.com