Other than the fact that I am sick.
Literally and figuratively.
I have some wretched virus that makes you feel like you have concrete in your lungs, balloons in your ears, and makes you dizzy enough to fail a field sobriety test.
I don't know where I caught this (Jamie) but I wish I had used more hand sanitizer.
And I wish that mom's were allowed to get sick. But I guess we aren't.
Those dishes aren't going to do themselves ya know!!!
I am also sick of cats and dogs.
Cats who seem to have horrible aim with their urethra's and dogs who don't understand boundaries.
I truly hope that little tip I read online about getting cat urine out of things works.
I also hope I don't have an aneurysm from yelling at the dogs yet again to "GET YOUR ASSES BACK IN THE BACK YARD BEFORE I NEUTER YOU AGAIN!!!!!"
I also hope I don't scare the neighbors.
Brian and Clayton are at the military ball for Clay's ROTC. I so wish I could have gone.
It seems that I get sick at the worst times. Like, for example, tomorrow. It will be mother's day. And I want to celebrate it.
Maybe I will...in bed...with a jar of vicks and some mucinex.
I do know one thing though, I will be thanking God for my lovely, beautiful, silly, mouthy, obnoxious, wonderful children!!!
Hope you all have a wonderful Mother's day!
