Okay, so I lost at mini-golf-to everyone else. Mom and Dad had a rousingly bad fight that almost had Mom leaving and Dad up smacking shingles on the roof. I think the worst is over, though.
Mom's going through cookbooks and we didn't get a bloody thing cleaned today, but thanks in part to all the stress going around in this family today, I am going to ache like heck tomorrow.
Ta,
Bec
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