The Day That Gets Me Through The Week!!

Hey!!
I am SO glad today is Friday!! This week, although short 1 day, has felt so incredibly long!!!!! I honestly did not think I would survive to see this day...I thought I would be found dead in my chair Thursday afternoon...cause of death: BOREDOM!!! BUT...here we are!! Is anyone planning to do anything fun this weekend? Ronnie and I have NO plans...and that is just how we like it. We got some new movies in from Netflix...and we will probably camp out on the couch and just watch the weekend slip by.

I think my poor little baby boy is officially beginning the teething process. Last night he was a total grumpy bear! He fussed and fussed...and he would not tolerate being set down or being held by his daddy. It was mama or screaming...wonderful. On top of that, he would NOT go into his usual deep sleep, he woke up about 3 times in the middle of the night...again, the only one he wanted was mama. Oh, joy. I guess we will be starting a Tylenol regiment tonight and try to keep him from feeling too miserable. Why does it have to be so difficult? I can't imagine what this would have been like if he had been a twin and I was going through this with TWO babies at the same time...and GOD BLESS those women that have multiples!!

My mom called me yesterday with some news. She called me a little before lunch time and told me she was in the emergency room with my dad...he had been out jogging and fell off the side of the road and broke his ankle!!! We all know he is not the most coordinated person...none of us really are...but it always seems like the really goofy injuries happen to him...anyone remember him nearly cutting his fingertips off while making a bow?!?!? She told me that he made her stop and Starbucks on the way to the emergency room so he could have his morning coffee!!! Seriously. FORTUNATELY, she did call me back a little later in the afternoon to tell me that the x-rays showed he just had a nasty sprain. And there was a GREAT sigh of relief from the family in Nebraska!!! The funny part to all of this...when they got home, Dad wanted to go upstairs so he could lay on his bed with an ice pack on his ankle. They live in a really old house with rickety, skinny, spirally stairs. So, Mom told him to turn around and scoot up the stairs on his backside so he would be more steady (these stairs are dangerous even if you are 100% OK). Well, his reply was, "I will NOT do that, I still have my dignity!!" Mom said about 3 seconds later she hear a major clatter and some thumps...genius had tripped on the stairs...she hollered out, "How's that dignity now?" I love my family...no sympathy...straight to the humiliation!!

Anyways, I guess since I am at work and on the clock I should probably try to get some work done...that IS why they pay me the big bucks ;)!!!
I'll talk to y'all later...peace out!!