Instead, I slept in MY BED. My heavenly, glorious, horizontal bed. It was ecstasy. Until I woke up . . .
And I swear that as I slept someone brought a sledgehammer into my room and smashed it into my face. Upon waking (at 11:30am HOLY HELL) my mom said I looked like I had a stroke. The entire left side of my face was swollen, congested and red! I wondered if I had indeed had a stroke but attempted lifting both arms and then one at a time, I can speak perfectly well (although I guess that is up for debate - haha) and now, 6ish hours later the swelling and redness have gone away. The congestion however has taken resident in the very highest regions of my nasal cavity and I am NOT pleased.
Emma, our kitty, is sick again. She goes through spurts of being 'normal' and then she becomes lethargic and withdrawn and sleeps a lot and doesn't go potty and eats but doesn't drink so we have to drown
The new blog design is essentially done. All hooked up to the web of social networking sites I am associated with, includes my new bloggy button and much easier to read (in my opinion - TELL ME YOURS)
Tomorrow we are supposed to see Mr. A. After no communication he texted me around 3:30 and simply asked at what time he could see them tomorrow. ((smh)) he just doesn't get this 'whole being a dad thing'. Oh well, at least it gets the girls out of the house and doing something other than playing with the same toys, staring at the same iPad or yelling at me how bored they are.
I am quite anxious for the sun to come back (it is raining torrential floods here right now) so I can take them outside to hunt for
Tomorrow is also weigh in day.
Until then dears and dearests . . .