I hope . . . I wish

I'm on the recovery side of stomach flu. That has to be my most hated common illness. Mom's assisted living place has had stomach flu pass through there so I'm sure that is where I picked it up. I wish I'd feel better soon.

L just left for a swim meet--the first day of a two-day end-of-season meet. I hope I feel better by tomorrow so I can go. I wish it was not so difficult to be a part of the school's swim team during the school year. The larger of the Tri-cities doesn't have an indoor pool, so L would have to get up about 4 or 5 a.m. and I would need to drive with her to Washington for practice.

J is still at scout camp. They may be home today or tomorrow. With all the overcast skies, sprinkly rain, and lightning and thunder, I hope he's still had a good time. I hope he comes home with a BAG full of merit badges and rank advancements because that is important to him.

T has gone to my sister's house to play their XBOX 360. That is about as good as it gets in his world. The past few days, he's been swimming with the cousins and then going over to play but today the pool is closed for the meet.

B is at work, still doing SEAT training. We are happy for the work and I think he likes it well enough. I hope he can have steady work for the rest of the summer.

I have one ton of tomatoes sitting here waiting for me to do something with them. B had gone to his parents' house and picked tomatoes. Just as he finished, they came out and said, "Oh, we already picked tomatoes for you!" So B came home with twice (or three times) what we would have wanted. We canned 21 pints of chili sauce and 14 bottles of chopped tomatoes and we have a little over 1/2 the tomatoes still left. I want to make at least one batch of salsa, maybe two, but I have to get my strength back. Hopefully the tomatoes will keep.