And if that's not enough spooks and haunts for you, check out this shadowy phantasm that swiped a spoonful of pumpkin cookie dough out of my mixing bowl.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Whew! What a week I've had. 4 out of the last 5 days I've had someone else's vomit on me. Usually at 2 in the morning. And there's no stomach flu in our house, just a genetic fail as I comfort my son dealing with my lifelong stomach issues. While it leads to certain philosophical ponderings such as "How can tiny people's tiny stomachs produce such volume?" but mostly it just leads to exhaustion. Top it off with the continuing woes of a hypersensitive kindergartener, and I'm wiped out. Every night once the boys are settled I melt onto the couch and lose myself on Petfinder. The loss of my little dog last Winter has morphed in recent weeks into a gaping hole begging to be filled. Hence, Petfinder. Sweet, sweet Petfinder.
Posted by Claire Brewer at 9:49 PM