Puking kid, hooting owl and a toasty house.

The Boy has been predicting all week that he was going to be sick tonight.   Several times this week he's told us that he's "going to be sick on Friday" and each time we've told him that it's rather difficult to predict when you're going to be sick.

A productive day

After boy's regular Saturday activities, he and Laur headed to the City to take my laptop in for warranty repairs (I am now using The Boy's tiny laptop!).  Whilst they were on the road, I took the opportunity to get some dangerous things done around the property.  I pulled a bit more wood off the slopes, dragged six very large logs to the top of the logging road and made two trips with the loader.