This morning we woke up. Riveting stuff, no? We do that every day and it's getting repetitive.

But anyways. We gave my (Susan) mom some Mother's Day things and cards and such. We also gave gifts and card to my aunt, she has no kids but she treats us like children and also takes care of us while we live under her roof, so she got stuff from us.

Random thought/word for the day:
Combustible. Such a heart-warming word. Think of all the things around you that are combustible. Not a nice thought? I know, I know, most anything is combustible. So, just... take care whoever you are. Don't want you spontaneously combusting.