Sorry kids, things have been nuts around here since my last blog entry. I found out late Sunday night that my oldest son suffered a severe injury while he was racing with his dad in New Hampshire. Stitches, staples, knee brace, crutches. What made it worse, as if your offspring bleeding isn't terrible enough, he played his first football game on Saturday and kicked ass. The team itself got spanked, but T made a huge impression on his coach. Long story short: the coach was going to announce T, Captain of the freshman football team at Monday's practice. The coach btw was almost more traumatized by the injury than T or myself for that matter. This little tidbit of news has really hit hard with his mama. (me, in case you're not paying attention) It would have been a great way to start high school, no?
In fact Monday was a crappy day all around. My husband went back to work and although I survived J & E, I have a feeling it's going to be a very long winter.
C, please send me your new snail mail when you get chance. xoxo Missyougirl!
G, I'm going to try and email you today, but really you're so silly and you shouldn't have! Before and after pics of dresser & attic coming soon. xo
Lorna, I will definitely stop by and play What's My Line? when I get a chance. :-)
Oh, and in case you missed it: this entry contains no poetry whatsoever. ;-)