So, I'm leaving Portland, Oregon, early Wednesday morning, spending tomorrow night at a hotel so I can leave my car parked there while I'm gone. I'm going to Portland, Maine, for a week to help my daughter and her husband and my two-year old granddaughter! I'm so excited to see them all as it's been over a year since I was back there. Thank God for Skype, too! Phil is career Coast Guard and they're being relocated from Portland, Maine, back to their beloved Juneau. That's where they first met and they still have a house there. Jen, Maddie and I will all be flying back to Portland, Oregon, and I know Jen is grateful for the help with Maddie on the flight! Lucky me!

Yesterday I began aching all over, running a fever and just generally being miserable. OMGosh. I layed in bed last night praying so hard that this will pass. Now that I'm up and about I'm feeling a little better, but if I had to catch a plane today I don't think I could handle it. Ugh. So, all the things I need to do to get everything ready for Jen and Maddie to visit are bumping around in my head and I'm feeling so guilty for not getting it done sooner. Dagnabit.

I'll do what I can, rest and get to feeling better. Please, oh please, Dear God!

I didn't eat much yesterday, it just wasn't appealing. Nothing sounds good this morning, yet, either. Ick.

It's pouring down rain today, good for the flowers and grass. Good day to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea!

Praying for my good health to return!