Whew

Besides a quick trip through the rain to Good Friday services, we've also had a vomitous Fiona, and a gift cake that only baked all-the-way through on one side. See the still-sticky half above. Also note that Zelda is tucked in just like earlier this week.

At least we were able to deliver the good half, along with dinner, to Helena, Ada, Carlo, Heather, and Paul's house. Ian and the girls didn't go because of Fi's quease, but I was tickled to meet handsome little Carlo and say hi to Teresa, who came when I did so we could give Carlo his shared gift from us together.

Now I have no desire whatsoever to clean up the kitchen and figure out what we can eat that won't smell appealing enough that still-sick Fiona will want it. Bed at 6:10? Sounds kind of good. I'm wiped out.