A story with fun pictures.

Good morning. Yes I said good. I feel better, and even though Spaghetti and the kids are still sick, it seriously makes the job easier when I can focus, and I have my energy back!

So with that here is a blog story, but with pictures. Hooray! (who doesn't love pictures?)

I must tell you about my day today (or how it is planned to go) first off we start with Weaky and his early morning breathing treatment. Thanks to my friend Quigs, I quickly learned that I just need to do the treatments 4 times a day (6 hours apart) but I am very flexible with the times. (instead of 11 pm, I do 10 pm so I can get to bed. And it's 6:30 am not 5 am) I also learned that pinning his arms down is IMPOSSIBLE, and stupid if you ask me. Quigs suggested toys around him to keep him entertained. And it works.

SO today is Weaky's recheck with the Doc. that is at 10:45.

The day would be easy BUT Spaghetti (above) will not be with us, he has to work his day job (he is working days and nights for 4 days in a row! And he has the flu. I big puffy red heart Spaghetti) so I will be toting both kids into the doctor. Yep that would include this hacking, sneezing, whiny toddler. But her little squeaky voice is SO cute. So I guess she can go with us. Maybe Doc will even take a look at her (I will NOT be paying the $20 co-pay for her though. I will play dumb, and just randomly ask him to check her. $20 co-pays this month alone are up to $100! Damn the insurance!!) She is getting her Tamiflu antibiotic and her children's Mucinex

After the fun at the doctor, I will be driving out to my parents house. Not because they are there. (I will run in and infect my sister and the rest of the house with my germs say hello to my sister, and check out the paint job in the living room) I need to drop off my big ass king size comforter from my bed. Wanna know why it's dirty? Glad you asked...








I was trusting, and I know, I know, I shouldn't be...

It was either Thing 1... (doubtful that it was her. She is my angel kitty. But since I didn't catch either of them. I can't totally blame one over the other)

Or Thing 2 that peed on my bed.

Sigh. My bets are on the pretty tiger stripped Thing 2. I love her dearly, and she was a rescue from being put to sleep, so I can't get rid of her. My little heart would break. I just HATE when she does this. (for the NON cat people. Please don't try to understand why I keep her. It's a cat person thing.)

SO back to my visit to the King and Queens house. My washing machine is unable to fit my big comforter, and the Queen has a magical washing machine with no agitator in it. SO it will fit in hers.

Queen also stopped by yesterday (pre-peed on comforter) to see her sick babies, and to steal more of my laundry. (Hooray for the Queen!) Thank god she did, because I went to start my dryer and it is broken! (Gahhhhh!!) The only good news is that I didn't throw my spare comforter in the wash BEFORE realizing I wouldn't be able to dry it.


I will see the Queen on Sunday (we are going to the Spelling Bee musical, my friend from grade school is in it! Good luck Nikki!!) so she will bring me my laundry then. (All hail the Queen!)


Hoping today has less pissed on beds, no more broken appliances, a good check up at the doctor, and a good enough coffee buzz to last the day (possibly a Starbucks drive through is in order) Have a drama free day!

Feisty

Random notes: I type to fast. So the word "and" (did it again) keeps coming out "nad" tee hee. And I always put words together like "goodmorning" and "gradeschool" thank god for spell check!