The more, the merrier

December 27, 2002 - 1:32 am Comments Off on The more, the merrier

The new dime-sized wound has brought a friend along to play. At this rate I should just be one big oozing sore by summertime.

We were supposed to go to the ranch today but my surgeon’s office isn’t open today so I have to call in tomorrow morning to see if I can get in. If they can’t see me until late we’re just going to have to cancel the whole weekend and let the 8 other people we invited know at the last minute. The kids are a little sniffly today anyway. Perhaps they caught something from the 2 year old girl in line to see Santa who kept picking her nose and apparently trying to feed the boogers to my daughter. Some parents really have no fucking clue on how to handle their kids. If your child is sick, do not allow it to feed its boogers to mychild. In fact, do not allow it to feed its boogers to my child even if it is well.

I can’t decide whether I want to go this weekend or not. On one hand, it will be fun, hopefully we’ll be able to bring home some venison, and I’ll get to hang out with some friends I don’t see ofter. On the other hand, the kids don’t sleep well down there, my boob hurts something fierce, and it’s a lot of work. If we end up staying home and it’s because of me, I know I’m going to get pouted at all weekend.

I got a six hour nap today, which was luscious. That’s more sleep at one time then I’ve had in literally weeks. I could have slept more, but I was rousted. Here’s a note to those of you who would wake me up: you will get better results if you wake me up gently, rather than yelling and/or bitching. Just a thought.

I think, in the end, I will be quite relieved if we end up staying home this weekend. This would be our third trip out of town in less than a week.

I am in desparate need of a vacation. It’s a 24 hour drive to Las Vegas from here. Oy.

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