Best laid plans, and all that. . .yes, well, this week was a wash. I have two words for that:
Thankfully, we celebrated Twirly Girl’s 13th birthday a little early, on Monday. . .literally hours before the S.V. hit (and just for the record, only Baby Boy and I have fallen. . .but me and stomach and sick are just not a happy mix). So I have pictures to share with you, as soon as I can simultaneously sit upright and string together coherent thoughts. Otherwise, this whole week–school, cooking, cleaning, mending, all those things I usually do, to say nothing of working on family history–not done. I’ve napped, I’ve played Ticket to Ride on my iPod, I’ve read. . .oh! I did get another book read for the reading challenge, so there’s another post I need to write. Soon. I hope.
Now it’s time to fix lunch. . .and by the time that’s done, perhaps take another nap.