Tuesday, June 23, 2009

He Signed My Son's Shoe at Camp Last Night!

Hey BAW! We're loving your school right now.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Camp Week

Both children are at camp. I am hopeful, eager, worried, nervous, anxious, proud, and exhausted. Between working in the mornings and getting in much-needed exercise, I plan to clean their rooms and go out with my husband.

We are planning to try out some new restaurants in town so I'll let you know about those, perhaps via Twitter. And maybe see The Brothers Bloom. If only our childless nights had come later in the summer....

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Monday, June 15, 2009

IF I were to blog today, I would write about an amazing week.

No Doubt! A near-perfect concert experience, with children!

Graduation...somewhat emotional, exciting, exhausting.

Sending both children off to spend a few days with friends. At major water sources.

And worrying about the above, because of a child who drowned on Wednesday. At a pool we had swum in hours earlier. With many, many of my friends and their children witnessing the whole thing.

Today is the funeral and I am fervently wishing peace for all.

But today was a bike ride to the book store with my daughter, and there will be rain for the plants, downtown lunch with Daddy, and a menu planned and executed by those guys (i.e. not me). Hi, Summer.

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

I'm always the one who gets sick.

I laid in bed for two straight days on a beautiful weekend with no soccer and an open pool. By the time I figured out something was bad wrong, I had to go to an urgent care and miss work. And at the urgent care, they said "chest xray" and I had a panic attack.

Not pneumonia. Not swine flu!

But dang I feel like crap, still. So back to the doc today. I sometimes wonder how much of it is in my head...I've had the worst illnesses since my children arrived, although I've never had the easiest time of it health-wise. That's another story for another time.

The bright side of this disease, as it was during the Salmonella Outbreak of Ought-Six, is that my husband is truly there In Sickness. He was sweet, patient, not annoyed by my all-night coughing, tender with the children, creative with meal and activity planning, and generally wonderful. I daresay I would not be near as kind if the tables were turned...and let's hope that theory does not get tested anytime soon! So thanks honey.

Off to the doctor.