Well, the weekend was about as bland as could be. Daughter is still not 100%, so our days were filled with episodes of Spongebob on the couch interrupted by trips to Wal-mart "just to get out of the house."
There is some sort of cough/sort throat combo going around and, unlike the corn dog/cherry limeade combo we get from Sonic, it is neither filling nor refreshing.
I'm about ready to be over this sickness thing. It's hard to see your kid cough up a lung. Last time I checked, those things are important.
I do have to thank you for all the FABULOUS pumpkin recipes you left in your comments. As soon as everyone's taste buds return to full capacity I am going to try them.
And thanks for understanding my prepositional grammar issues. Apparently, bloggers love to break grammar rules as long as they are on our own blogs. Contrast that with the watchful editing we do on church bulletins and praise music screens, and you have what some literary folks call IRONY.
I AM ALSO NOW ADDICTED TO ALL CAPS.
I"LL STOP THAT NOW.
you are welcome
Speaking of church, we had to leave during the music yesterday. Daughter started to feel flushed and funny and in the mom world we know that's a sign of upcoming doom. Since the traditional baptist church decor does not normally provide Wal-mart bags or small trash cans for illness, we excused ourselves quietly. We managed to get home without incident and she was fine. It was just one of those things, but why take the chance?
That reminds me, a friend of mine once told a story about a person fainting during the church service. Her mama thought he was slain with the Spirit. As it turned out, he just had low blood sugar.
So, today I have a million errands to do (which could make good blogger fodder) and yet I sit and blog.