I'm dreading this afternoon...

I have to take Jamieson to the flu shot clinic at 4:15. This is NOT going to go well. As bad as it's going to be today, it's going to be far, far worse on December 10th when he has to go in for the booster. How the heck am I going to get him through the door then?

It's hard to believe a whole year's gone by since we lost Grandad. We sure do miss him. I was thinking about him during the minute of silence yesterday, and I remembered when I was little how I used to hunt him down every day for my "allowance". He'd give me 50 cents a day...if I managed to catch up with him :) . If I didn't see him, the two quarters didn't carry over to the next day, because it was my responsibility to collect. I remember once when he was gone to NS deer hunting, I went to the store and tried to talk Lorne Brehaut into fronting me some candy money until Grandad got back. Lord, I must've been a pest :). Every time Grandad gave me the money he'd tell me to save it until I had enough to get something big. Yeah right...when there's bins of penny candy just around the corner? Not a chance. heh.