Sunday was no fun day. Well, technically neither was most of Saturday night, but the chickens really came home to roost yesterday.
We had this whole complicated plan worked out for church where BrightSide would take Bear to early service & I’d bring T-man for the late one…all I know is by 3:30am I was on the couch, trash can by my side, with a Post It reading “Up sick overnight. Someone tell dad.”
Sunday’s plans were shot. So this is what I’ve got – just enough to say I’m sick, boo…time for another nap.
Riddle from the Middle 
Feel better!
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Thanks. Think I’m on the mend now…
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I admire you for still posting, too. I hope you are feeling better.
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Well, thanks. My husband says it’s a compulsion. 😉
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Get better soon, don’t you know Moms aren’t suppose to take sick days 🙂
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Nope, no sick days for us. That’s why no laundry got done, no dishes cleaned up, and I have no idea what’s for dinner…
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Never fear, the chores will wait for you.
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no doubt
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I hope you are felling better soon. Laura.
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Thanks. Slept away another morning but I think I’m on the upswing.
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You do know it’s Tuesday,…right?
Sorry 🙂
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You know, if I didn’t have kids that demand my attention once in a while I’d totally believe that!!
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wow! what some people will do to get out from going to church.
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Right? I suppose if I were 8 I’d have drawn on red spots and faked a fever…
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