My Friday...

I did it.

I booked a sub for tomorrow morning. I haven't taken one day off, so I have to start slow. I have a training in the afternoon, so I have to work a little, but the morning is mine, all mine. (Knock on wood)

Took Em to the doctor tonight and they thought she had strep, but that came back negative. The pain is kind of on the right side, so they said to monitor it in case it is her appendix. Ummmm....no time for that! They did tell me to quit giving her children's tylenol. She might make it on the requirements for age, but the doctor said she didn't look 11. Don't remind me. Gunner is going to freak out when he see his baby girl is half grown.

I need to remember to get my digital camera from school so I can share what Abs created this morning at her appointment. It's adorable and the story behind it is true Abs. It's great. Her teacher couldn't wait to see me after school today so that she could find Abs and have her show it to me. Pictures and details to come!

While I was taking Em to the doctor tonight, my FIL watched Junior and Abs. I came back to find them piled on one side of the couch together watching cartoons. After he left I went into the kitchen to make myself a cup of crystal lite, my new weakness.

The floor was c.r.u.n.c.h.y. At first I thought maybe I had spilled some of my protein shake this morning while I was getting things ready to walk out the door. I was mistaken. Apparently someonethatisnotabs emptied 10 crystal lite packages on the floor. I'm sure there is some meaning behind it, but I have almost learned not to ask anymore. Guess it is a good thing that the house wasn't cleaned yesterday. I'll have plenty to keep me busy this weekend.

I need to remember to get my digital camera from school so I can share what Abs created this morning at her appointment. It's adorable and the story behind it is true Abs. It's great. Her teacher couldn't wait to see me after school today so that she could find Abs and have her show it to me. Pictures and details to come!

Survivor didn't get DVRed tonight, darn it!

No clean house...

The lady that comes to clean my house on Wednesdays didn't come today. Apparently she got called into work. I love coming home Wednesday afternoons and having it look so nice. Guess I am on my own.

Got an email from Gunner and the commo black is over, and he had some good news. He said he could be home a week early. A week before his year mark? A week before his return date? A week from his date to arrive in Kuwait? I went to work and had this conversation:

Me: Did you hear that?
Friend: Hear what?
Me: That, can't you hear it?
Friend: Looking puzzled, really trying to figure it out, finally says What are you hearing?
Me: The sound of my husband coming home a week early.

So hopefully Gunner will call me and let me know what is going on. Like he tells me, it will be on the website for everyone to see before he probably knows. When the war first started, he called before he went into Iraq, to see what Fox News was saying about what he was going to do, because they weren't telling them anything. Sure enough, the news crews were right. Luckily Geraldo didn't draw any pictures of their location.

Em isn't feeling too great tonight. She's got the runs, and they told me Junior had a few problems at daycare. This can't be happening!

I hear a croupy Junior too.

I wonder how much I will hear if I bury my hand in the pile of laundry that I need to fold.

Plugging Along...

My friend Abbey called to tell me that she is beating me in the sick department. Ugh. Not a contest either one of us want to be in!

Made it to training this morning, had a nice run beforehand too. I came home and found a duathlon in Temple in a month, and am trying to talk my friend Mel into it. She wasn't as gung-ho on this one. I'll wait till Gunner is back to go along with me. I need someone that knows how to fix my bike anyway or show me how to do it.

I'm busy making lesson plans, sub plans, and cleaning, while tending to little Abs. She is so quiet and calm it's scary. I called the doc since she is still seeing a civilian and they said to just wait it out. She is still under quarantine, much to her dismay. I did move the DVD player in there, and I continue to deliver water, pedialyte, jello and toast on a regular basis.

Junior is still running around in his cape being a superhero and not taking naps. He's gotten so funny in the last few weeks, and is finally ready for potty training. After organizing all his toys, he dumped out his books and crouched behind the basket. I asked him if he was pooping. He looked over, gave a little grin, and said "No, I am just peeing". Well if you can tell me, then you should tell me sooner kiddo!

Em is glued to the computer and her books. But she's been helping, sanitizing and entertaining Junior right along with me.

4 more trash days....

Shoot me now...

As soon as I hit post, I heard Abs throwing up. I.do.not.handle.barf. Didn't someone get the message over Thanksgiving when my friend Melinda had to take care of Junior?

I went back there, and she at least made it to the bathroom, but the lid was down. Figures. She managed to hit every other place in the room. It was bad.

I put her in the shower, banished Junior and Em to Junior's room, and started laundry, cleaned the bathroom, got Abs a barf bucket, and about tossed my own cookies.

I went through half a bottle of clorox spray, a roll of paper towels, two trash bags, and a small travel size package of clorox wipes.

Let's hope it is something that she ate.

It's days like this that I just want to run away and hide. I know The Mrs. can understand that as she is in the recovery stage. My mom won't come take care of me though!

I better go sanitize the house. Nothing says I love you like a clean bathroom to be sick in.

Ugh.