Dear Grammie,
It's been a pretty long time since I've last written. A lot has happened since then. Hopefully I'll be able to give you a full update without forgetting anything.
It's been over a month since my last letter. Mom bought a house that I've dubbed "Canary Lane" because it's yellow. Yeah, I know, yellow - figures, doesn't it? One of my least favorite colors. I do like the house a lot though. It's smaller and compact. Seems pretty efficient and it has a nice backyard for Doodle and Peanut to play in. We have yet to fence it in though, so until then they have to be on tie-outs. Neither seem to mind much. Peanut is in her seventh heaven out there, rolling in the grass. It's really funny. I'm hoping to get a landscaping plan worked up this summer. I don't expect much to get planted though, but it will be enough to fence it and get the plan drawn up. I'd like a small garden, some dwarf apple trees, and some flowers for color. I'd like to keep everything low-maintenance. Mum thinks the lawn needs to be power raked and core aerated, and she's probably right. I guess we'll see how it goes and what can get done this year.
The floors have been refinished at Canary Lane. They're just beautiful. As you know, they were rather orange and needed some TLC in a few places. The new finish is more natural with a hint of honey. It really brings out the grain and natural beauty of the wood! I just love them. I think you'd like them too. I wish you could see them. Well, maybe you can, I guess I don't really know, do I?
I gave an interview on Thursday evening on a local radio station regarding Autism and Asperger Syndrome. People tell me that I did very well. I don't really know what that means. I just tried to answer his questions so that he and people listening would be able to understand. Speaking a different "language" than most folks can be tricky, but I try to speak so they will understand. Often, I'm just temped to move to a hermit's shack in the middle of nowhere with a couple dogs and call it good, but that's probably a little extreme.
The weather has been very nice lately. You'd love it. Cooler temps with lots of sun. There were a couple of pretty warm days, but there was a breeze so it wasn't too bad. I've dug out the shorts now, and have to get some new sandals, but I'd say Summer is here! Hardly any bugs yet, you'd be happy to know. Bugs suck.
I've given Doodle and Peanut their first doses of Frontline® and HeartGuard® so they're ready when the nasties come out. They both need baths, but the tub doesn't work yet at Canary Lane, so Peanut will have to wait a couple weeks. Doodle will get one when it gets a bit warmer or maybe if I can dig up some cash, I'll take them to the self-serve dog wash place down south and scrub them up.
I finished the new website that I was working on. I pretty much took today off and settled down with a good book. Mum thinks I should take up my art and writing again, but I'm not sure I have the time. Maybe I'll find it at Canary Lane...who knows?
I went to the Mayo Clinic for some doctoring and found out that my Thyroid is not working enough. I have to take pills now for at least a year and then be checked again. I also have Sleep Apnea, due to my weight. I have a machine to use now when I sleep and it seems to be helping. I've also been instructed to lose weight, which I was planning to work on anyway. Hopefully I will be able to lose enough that my thyroid will normalize and I won't have to use the sleeping machine any longer. That's at least a year down the road, though. Patience and consistency is key.
Well, I suppose I should go now. My arm isn't quite healed up from the tendinitis flare-up I had from scrubbing the floor at Canary Lane. The doctor said I had to rest the arm for a week. A week! What on earth am I supposed to do for a week without my "smart" arm?! Oh yes, read books! Okay, sounds good to me!
I will write more soon. I miss you so much, Grammie!
Love you always,
Kit
