I'm beat. Really, I can't believe I lasted all four hours of my shift at Runza today. I'm sooooo tired now. As soon as I pick up the boys from school, I'm laying down for a nap. I'd told Philip that he'd likely be making dinner once he got home, and then he could wake me when it was time to eat. However, I just read that Heather has been making her homemade-with-love chickie soup for me tonight!
This is such good news. You really have no idea. Philip has done an awesome job this last week, calling around various restaurants each day to find those that were dishing up Chicken Noodle as their "Soup of the Day," then going to get it for me. On Saturday I even had Chicken with Rice. But Heather's chickie soup is by far the bestest.
For now? Zzzzzz...