Okay, I'm going to make this brief because I'm tired! Jim had his tooth pulled on Monday - he completely lost it midway through the lidocaine injection and we had to restrain him throughout the extraction and insertion of the spacer. I can't blame him. But he rallied as soon as we were out of the exam room and was happily munching a cheeseburger by the end of the day.
Kevin and Mark came up and we all went disc golfing. I forgot the camera, of course, but the kids were really good and we all had a great time. I did get some pictures of Kevin teaching Jimmy how to point the way to the beach while flexing manfully.
The guy we hoped would buy our house has disappeared - but his agent tells us that he does this occasionally, and will hopefully be back at some point. Encouraging murmurs from Medford, but no call from Metal Masters yet.
Little Kirsi has a staff infection, probably courtesy of the kids' mud monster games, but it's not one of the nasty strains and seems to be responding well to the cream we got for it.
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