Yesterday, even when I was just standing there ironing, I kept wishing I could lay down. I hurt everywhere.
I did this morning too but you know- some days you just hurt.
So I went to town and had lunch with some cute mamas and babies and did some Trader Joe shopping and I realized that I was coming down with something. Probably just the cold that Jessie and August have because god knows that I spent half of last weekend kissing August and encouraging him to slobber all over me.
I came home, got in the bed and slept for two hours.
I am missing Owen's performance but Boppy got home and is there to represent us.
I hear that Owen's biggest fear is that he'll fall off the back of the bleachers.
I'm pretty sure he'll be all right.
When was the last time I was sick?
I can't even remember.