Posted on January 2, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Being sick is the pits.
Taking care of a sick toddler is sad.
Having a sick husband is MISERABLE.
All of the above at the same time, during Christmas vacation, cannot be described in words I wish to publish on the blog. Use your imagination.
I'm going to bed.
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- I am a lover of: God... my sexy husband... 3 of the cutest kiddos in the world... deep friendships... a good book... music that moves me... the beach... sunshine... cooking... and laughter.