And not, well, you know…that fiery place that never freezes over…
But that’s the only explanation I can think of for the fact that my four-year-old ate peas.
And liked them.
And asked for seconds.
Seconds of a vegetable.
And then asked if he could please try some corn tomorrow to see if he liked it.
I am awake and not dreaming this, right?
Can someone smack me just in case?
We got home from our trip to California earlier this week, I survived the flights with all three kids, and my mom is out of the hospital, and upon arriving in Mississippi, the first thing I thought was, “It’s freaking January. It’s not supposed to be humid.” Thankfully it has now cooled down to a balmy 49 degrees.
I have had the plague for going on five weeks now. I would like to go ot the doctor and see if they have a magic cure, but the Navy thoughtfully shut down our medical clinic for the next six weeks. We have to use a commercial urgent care facility for any and all appointments. Last I head the average waiting time was three hours and going up. Anyone know of any secret cures for the common cold that the government is conspiring to hide from we, the people?
I would number these to make reading easier on you, dear readers, but then they wouldn’t be scattered and I’d have to change my title. So no list for you.
My husband gets to come home for about five days to attend a conference, and then go back to Iraq for another month and then come back home. I have much housecleaning to do before he gets here. Especially on his side of the bedroom. Do you think he’d feel unwelcome if I told him he had to sleep on the couch since he’s only going to be here five days and it does’t make sense for me to hang up the three weeks’ worth of laundry currently residing on his side of the bed when he’s only going to be here five days?
I missed you! Hope you all had a great Christmas and New Year. Are you all caught up on your laundry?
