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How To Tell When Your Sick Kids Are On the Mend

 Not for certain, but when you walk through the door after work and the first words spoken to you from one child are:  "Promise is a big fat JERK today!" You can be pretty sure, that the kids, are feeling better.

 Oh yes, antibiotics, how quickly you work. Had I have known I might have waited just a while before giving them to the kids! So life, as we know it, has returned to its normal, busy, argumentative self. Fighting, yelling, even a few Hannah screams have been seen and heard today. Joy.

 I am exhausted today. EXHAUSTED. When I set my alarm last night it told me I had 5 hours and 27 min until it would go off. Then I did not get right to sleep, and then, I was woken up several times through out the night. To pee, to tell husband he forgot to turn off the TV,  to nicely ask my snoring husband to roll over, to suffocate my snoring husband, and then to chase a cat who wanted to sharpen claws on the corner of my bed, right near my head away... I am not sure why but I do not think there has been ONE night this month, I have fallen asleep and NOT woken up from something before my alarm goes off. I hate it! I want a straight 8 hours (or even 12) of sleep!!!

 Work went better than I expected, as far as co workers and drama went. On slamming busy and making tons of money... Well that did not go so well. Slow day for the back section. Oh well! Tomorrow I do not have to open, for the first time in a while... That might be nice.

 I forgot this afternoon that my car does not reverse, that is important to remember....Unless I have the kids along to push me backwards!

 Oh and my funny for the day. Don asked if I could pick up a roast for him, from the grocery by my work. WHY Sure I can... Why not right?! I go to pick up said roast along with a few things I thought I might need for meals this week. I got a basket, not a cart. Note to self, when picking up roast for Don, get a cart, forklift, bring SOMETHING to carry that thing in!!! This roast is TWENTY EIGHT pounds and some odd ounces!!! Is that a roast? Or a whole cow??!! Anyway I guess he is going to share some of it when its cooked up and sliced. Yummy yum! Worth my time picking it up and carrying it I bet!







 Proof of the large size of said roast. That is my hand, and it is on my backseat!!! It would not even fit in a bag. Don does not cook small. Ever. LOL.

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