Colds and child care do not mix well. The boys are over this weekend. I even knew I had a cold coming on. I could have said no. I guess I was in denial.
bargeral met the boys when they came over at about 8:00-ish this morning. I got to sleep for about an hour more until Squishy decided that it was time for me to get up.
We have no food. I need to run out to the store. I don't want to run out to the store. I could send
bargeral to the store, but then I will have to think of a list. Somehow the idea of having to figure and write out what I want to make seems harder than just wandering up and down the isles randomly grabbing stuff off the shelves. Silly, I know.
in other news... though I know several of my friends disagree...
The storm was beautiful last night. Lots and lots of lightning. I loved how the Thunder was an almost constant rumbling sound. All four of us got up to watch it.
saphiras_kin finds Thunderstorms to be scary. The rest of us like them. We talk positively about how pretty they are and what we like best. It works as a sort of storm therapy for S_K.