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03/22/2011: "Berta Eats Rocks!"

I wish I could break Berta of eating rocks. She pukes up the rocks she eats most every morning. They are such jagged rocks I worry they will tear her stomach while there, or if any make it to her intestines there has to be some complications. I also worry that some will just stay in her stomach, not able to go anywhere. She's obviously bored so I might take her to work with me if she doesn't stop. She'll probably eat my truck then.
I'm getting a couple days of sunshine so I can get caught up on my accounts, I hope. I can't wait for the warm weather after so much rain, although the grass is starting to grow. I've mowed some places twice already and others are way too soggy still to mow.
I'm still not losing any weight even though I've given up most everything. One problem I'm having is my daughter is baking all these yummy things. The last was apple cinnamon rolls with icing. Now how can you turn that down? I wonder how many calories they were.
I thought my grandaughter is going to be a year older than she really is. It's so hard to remember them all. I'm so thankful for having most all my family living so near to me. There's nothing better so
"Let's All Dance!."