Incredible!

Here's a vent:
Mat took my keys this morning and as the domino falls now I am now so behind in errand running. The in-laws come tonight and I had this little window from 12PM to 1PM that I had to do it in. I wouldn't normally be so BUGGED, except Mat takes my carefully placed keys all the time to work. This happens not once a year, but several, several, times a year. I tried to get an extra keys made, but they can't remake it because of the type of key. I am fumed! Livid! And, there is nothing I can do about it. Now, I get to go to the store when the traffic is horrendous, the cashiers are cranky and it's dark.

I feel better. There is nothing better than writing it all down when you can't do a thing about it.

Signed,
Miss Routine

PS:Oh! He was so in trouble when he got home. I made a new key chain



I also made him forfeit his van key. He's not allowed to have my keys EVER and I have suspended his personal van key for at least 2yrs.

Jail Break

We are free from the nasty creature that dared to set foot into our house. Didn't he know he was doomed from the beginning? (I have to admit, it had me wondering) I am happy Gretchen has finally got some color in her and her eyes aren't dark and sunken in too.



We do miss lying around all day. There is something about not having any responsibilities and it makes me think, "I could do this for weeks and weeks."



The kids are back to themselves...well sort of



.... I am trying to break Gretchen from milking that she is still sick, but mind you, she's not! Do any of your children do this? This is something new for me. If someone asks her "Are you feeling better?" She frowns and croaks and winces like she's close to death again. Mat and I have rolled our eyes so many times that our eyes have rolled completely out of our sockets these last few days trying to toughen up the 4yr old again. Maybe I'll take her to one of those Christian seances where the preacher will heal her altogether.

I'm Traveling to Guernsey this Weekend!

I just finished reading the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society a whole 5 minutes ago, and I'm now going to marry it. I have everyone of these characters in my life and that is why this book is so amusing. The island is quaint and charming, and I asked Mat to take me there when we can afford it. He said yes, and then rolled over and went to sleep. Anyway, I savored the last ten pages and didn't want it to end. I wanted to continue to pry into these peoples lives and maybe even buy a house and settle there.

I know some of you have read this and now I'd like to be in your club.

I'm Putting on the Boxing Gloves!

This flu and I are going to have some words! When I finally get it out of its very uncomfortable host, I'm going to strangle, pounce, and do my fiercest Miyagi on it! Gretchen still has a high fever and is now going on day four. I was extremely happy last night to find Gretchen wasn't burning after going 6 hrs with out medicine, but this morning it spiked again. Remind me that I need to invest stock in Tylenol and Motrin. The doctor said we are doing all the right things, but it just has to take it's course (scenic route, in this case). I have never seen any child so ill..

In the meantime, we've memorized every pbs show, rearranged the furniture because I was tired of looking at it, and I ate another piece of garlic, not because I had symptoms, just because it made me feel like I was doing something.

Micah has also sucked on two drinks of Gretchen's when I had my head turned for a mere 2 seconds. She is very carefree and casual on the rug now, let's hope she has some super hero immunity not to get this villain of a bug.