Fighting with your five year old is so much fun. Especially when they're not feeling well.
I didn't realize it would take two hours to get ready to go to the store for milk.
I shut the TV. I made them clean up their toys (the five year old and her three year old brother). Neither did any good.
She wanted me to get her dressed. Um, what? She's been dressing herself since she was two.
Take some ibuprofen? I had to pour it down her throat. She had a little fever and needed it.
I'm not doing to hot today and this is just the icing on the cake. I'm tired beyond belief and I've had to take medicine of my own for my head spinning. They're fighting. And whining. And I hate weekends like this. I don't get a whole lot of time with them and its weekends like this that make me feel horrible.
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Saturday, November 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Sick
I hate being sick. I should be celebrating today. My Bosox are the Division champs!
Instead, I am nursing an icky sore throat. And a stuffy nose. And aches (well, the aches could be from running yesterday).
Needless to say, I did not run this morning and this upsets me. I was really looking forward to running along the Delaware. Well, I guess on the positive spin, it's not like the river is going anywhere any time soon. Unless the world ends tonight. But, that's not supposed to happen for another four years, so I think I'm safe.
But, I've got good TV. Flipping through the channels, I stopped on ESPN. They were showing the dog pile at Fenway when the Sox made the winning run last night. That's a nice sight. And then, I land on Speed channel. Because Barrett Jackson is on. They're running highlights from Saturday's auction. First highlight?
1967 Ford Shelby Cobra Mustang. Blue with white stripes. 427 big block with a four speed. Signed by Carroll Shelby. Simply amazing. Selling price? $600,000!
Hmmm...reading the last couple of paragraphs makes me feel like such a guy! I'm so ecstatic about the Sox winning and now I'm drooling over classic cars.
I think I will put my coffee aside, crack a beer, scratch myself and watch sports and car shows.
*grunt*
Instead, I am nursing an icky sore throat. And a stuffy nose. And aches (well, the aches could be from running yesterday).
Needless to say, I did not run this morning and this upsets me. I was really looking forward to running along the Delaware. Well, I guess on the positive spin, it's not like the river is going anywhere any time soon. Unless the world ends tonight. But, that's not supposed to happen for another four years, so I think I'm safe.
But, I've got good TV. Flipping through the channels, I stopped on ESPN. They were showing the dog pile at Fenway when the Sox made the winning run last night. That's a nice sight. And then, I land on Speed channel. Because Barrett Jackson is on. They're running highlights from Saturday's auction. First highlight?
1967 Ford Shelby Cobra Mustang. Blue with white stripes. 427 big block with a four speed. Signed by Carroll Shelby. Simply amazing. Selling price? $600,000!
Hmmm...reading the last couple of paragraphs makes me feel like such a guy! I'm so ecstatic about the Sox winning and now I'm drooling over classic cars.
I think I will put my coffee aside, crack a beer, scratch myself and watch sports and car shows.
*grunt*
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