Rock Sister

I slept so soundly last night. I have my own room at the front of Laura’s apartment, with folded towels, mints and a little bowl of earplugs.

Yesterday, we had a snack of Pakwan, an Indian semi self serve restaurant, ran some Thanksgiving errands, and did physical therapy together. The wounded backs unite. When Tyson came home, we ate a tasty chicken salad and discussed the new panted mango colored bathroom wall. Yes, Laura you are right – it’s more orange then yellow. And laughed. Sister giggles cure all.

Here is a lamp in my room.