Awaay we go....

Just me, no we. And its only to Windsor. And only till Thursday. But still! St Paddy's with me lil sis!

****Blog pause while I run a bath for my Drama Queen. She's not feeling well. The dramatics as she feels better could win her an Oscar.******

Alright done. Yes we have been a house of illness (No repute, just illness) the past few days. The Littest got it Monday. Tossed all over Daddy (giggle) who I will say was wonderful, cleaned them both off, passed her to me, cleaned her nighttable and got the pjs out of the drawer...of course that drawer was open..and then he headed off to his football game. About a half hour after my dear Crypt Keeper left I realised I did not hear the washing machine. Checked in the basement to find all the sick covered clothes and blankets lying on the floor waiting to be discovered..when? In a couple of days when I did laundry I guess? Yucko.

Crypt Keeper himself got it on Wednesday night and stayed home from work on Thursday which means either he was really sick or the world was ending.

I went out Thursday night (he was better by then, a day of Xbox does wonders for a guy) to a Funkabelly party. Good times. But driving to and through Toronto was notso fun. Lots of police, fire and EMS out that night. Often all together in one place. Sad.

So anyway the Drama Queen came down with it on Saturday night. Mummy was up alot that night. Finally knowing I had 2 hours before I had to get up and make bread for coffee hour at church I woke CK up. He dealt with her from then till I got back from church.

Drama Queen is better today. Still sore in the tum but stuff is stayingdown now knock wood.

I hope my shoes arrive today. The highest heels I've ever bought. And just because Lil Sis always has on such killer shoes. And now? She's looking for flats, she's broken her foot *again* Unbelievable. Thats twice now? And at least her 4th time on crutches. I think her feet are trying to catch up to her 5 broken arms. Seriously.