This is the fourth week we haven't been to church. 1 'cause we were out of town. But 3, count 'em 3 because one of us has been sick in some way or form.
Now those of you who aren't use to or can't stomach the frank talk of the in and outs, quite literally, of young children --- stop reading now.
But really, I could do without a weekend of vomiting, runny noses and especially diarrhea. That which plagued our poor Girlie 2 derailing her potty training - sigh and double sigh.
Cleaning up after Girlie 1 this weekend after, lets see her 3rd regurgitation today is no joy when your own head is spinning, eyes watering and nose is running like a leaky faucet. Not to mention the general appealing and sexy feeling of needing a bath and a major disinfecting of all things surrounding you.
I had planned to do some major organizing, which has gone largely ignored the past few weeks due to demands at work, not to mention the craft fest intended for the girlies, which never seems to get realized.
Yes, I know - boo hoo for me. I'll stop now.