Sagan got her cast on (that was a few hours ago, so it's easy to remember).
I got sick and stayed in bed all day Sunday. (Greg thinks it was just Sundayitis ... but I never sleep all night and day and night ... maybe I'm having a growth spurt.)
I was grumpy that it took my husband until 2:30 to check on me and bring me drugs and OJ.
He did almost all the laundry.
That makes my bosom burn more than any testimony meeting ever could! (In this example, a burning in one's bosom is a good thing. Sometimes it is not.)
On Saturday, my amazing wonderful awesome sister-in-law FINALLY brought me my Christmas presents ... it was the most unique and amazing conglomeration of love and thoughtfulness ever. She got me Singing Monkey Balls, A Glowing Orb, Necklaces with Matching Earrings, and A Brain Shaped Jello Mold. Best Christmas Ever!
Yes, this would be Grape Strawberry Banana brain Jell-o.
But now she is in AZ, next to the the Parent-In-Law's Arizonian pool, free from frakking daylight saving time and with tickets to see Flogging Molly!
Sigh.
2 Brilliant Bits of Inspiration:
Typical. When mothers are sick, it's like "come on..get better"..when its men or dads its "the world has ended". I think that we, as women, need to stop catering to our sons so much. It makes them even more self centered than men are naturally. I covet the jello brain thing. It shall be mine! (I am saying that in a threatening super villan kind of way)
Dang girl, I thought that jello was the singing monkey balls and wondered how that happened to them!
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