Saturday, October 16, 2010

sniffle sniffle

Well not surprisingly, it happened. Yep, Michael passed his head cold on to me. I'm pretty sure at some point in the past 48 hours my brain has leaked out my ear and been replaced with concrete. Oh my. I have lots of stuff to share with y'all, but I can't really put a coherent thought together right now. I'm dead tired and yet can't sleep, isn't that just a bitch? Plus I'm still working on that super big project for the fair. What with all the spreadsheets and figuring out money and points and stuff. Which is an awesome project when your brain hurts and your sinuses are full of rocks, just sayin'. I also owe about 15 people emails. I have 3 loads of laundry to fold and put away. Books to read with Abby (have I told you she's in an intense reading program at school now?). Homework to do with MyPie and the Abster. And the way I feel I have a real hard time imaging it all getting done.

Damn that man.


allison said...

I know. Mothers should totally be exempt.

Betsy said...

:( Feel better!

Julie said...

hope the concrete and rocks vacate quickly. take care friend.


I drove past the Ancaster Fair Grounds/Buildings?? and thought of you. It's on the way to Shangri-La-Di-Da.

Sorry you got sick.