Jack of Harts

My mom is doing well. She is more tired than she likes some days, but she is enjoying reading and watching TV series again. She had a good birthday, and we had Dairy Queen Ice Cream cake to celebrate her living through another orbit around the Sun. I’m doing good as well. My pulled muscle is more a strain now, and all the other muscle groups are less annoyed with me now. Who would have known that couch surfing for a month or three would be bad for my health? Judging by the looks from my friends, I think I must be the only one who didn’t think that. I’m still tag teaming Tylenol and Ibuprofen every six hours, but it no longer hurts to exist and I’m moving as normal once more. Carefully. I even did some limited yard work over the weekend. Carefully.