I feel like crap on toast. I woke up this morning with a pounding headache and a stuffy nose. Either I have what Anna had, which I don't think I do b/cause she had a sore throat and a fever OR it's the cursed cottonwood trees that are spewing all over around here.
A nap is about all I want to do at this point, and if I am going to take one I really need to get on that, as I am taking the children to Bryce's Cub Scout Crossover picnic thingy. This AM even though I don't feel good, I made Bryce's little sailboat for the Rain Gutter Regatta. Are you thinking, why did you make it, why not Bryce? My answer is, you are right he should have made it, but I wasn't in the mood to work with him, and Tom was going golfing, so I slapped it together and told him to decorate it with a permanent marker, by all appearances it looks like an 8 year-old made it.
The house is feeling very quite since Patrick's 3 overnight guests have left. Now if it was clean in addition to being quiet that would be a little slice of heaven. I should not complain. Life is short and one day I'll be whining about how my house is always too quiet and how I miss when the kids were little and liked being around me.
Ooo, I thought of something very positive. There is food at the Crossover thingy, so I don't have to cook dinner. I will have to force the children to sit down and actually eat instead of run around playing the whole time (it's like a picnic=y kind of event); because if I have to hear children asking me what we are having for dinner when we leave the Crossover, my head just might explode.
Because of some really good cereal deals we have 8 boxes of Kellogs cereals in our pantry, so if they do start asking for food, I have my answer ready: Cereal. Cereal. Cereal.
There is a change in the background an a few words highlighted in this post, but I am too lazy to fix it. Off to nap!