more the fool me

I know better than to ever say anything implying that I am exempt from the common ill-fortune of humanity. The jealous spirits of life hear you and punish you when you do that. Yeah, I get the aura, but I don't suffer the pain of migraines anymore. Haha! I waited till I could see straight, and drove myself to a knitting group at Diane's home. She had Yummy coffee cake and fresh figs and strong black tea, and kittens. Six week olf kittens. Are they not too adorable?
Here are the two moms who gave birth within days of one another to a toatal of 7 kittens and who share the care and nursing of all of them.
this handsome long-haired black lad is the father of all the kittens.








so curious and full of zip and sweetness!


And while I was sipping tea and cooing over kittens and knitting away on another baby bonnet, a dull and rusty hatchet was forcing its way slowly, but implacably, into my right cerebreal hemisphere. I made it home, went straight to bed at noon, and slept off and on for six hours. Got up for some chicken broth with vegetables (DH knows what to feed an invalid without even being asked. He even left the lights off in the living room so I didn't have to squint and shield my eyes), and went back to bed for another eleven hours. This morning, my brain feels gummy, but no longer bruised and abused.

But the kitties were worth it.