So This Has Been My Day

 On my way to therapy, I fell down the front steps.  I'm not hurt, but I did spill my Dr Pepper, which upset me as much as anything.  It splashed onto my new sweatshirt:

Then, my garage door would not go down when I used the remote.  So, I had to schedule a service call.  It turned out to be an easy fix, but, you know, the hassle...

Then, Hannah called saying she's really, really sick, and, "Mom, what do I do?"  Knowing that your children still have that impulse to call you when they feel bad is sweet, but that you're not actually there to help makes you sad.

Fortunately, trying a new pasta sauce helped.

It's really good, y'all.  I certainly don't need a jar this big --- I'll be freezing alot of it.  This came from Misfits Market;  I don't know where else it's available.