This weekend was hectic - yall read about the inmates running the dang asylum. Bry-onicle's little buddy wasn't bad at all. He is a pretty cool little dude. Now why an 8 year old needs a cell phone is beyond me. Granted it is a TracFone but his mom knows all my numbers...anyway...
My baby cousin was just whiny. He wasn't the center of attention since Bry-onicle had a friend over. We designated it NO X-BOX night. We figured that if we have this many kids in the house than surely they can amuse themselves.....
I slept about half of Saturday. Mr. Tool-box left, but I was stuck with his friend Nausea. The doc called in phenergan. Sunday was church, eating out at Red Robin's, and generally picking up the house.
Today I volunteered at the junior high to be a test monitor for Nana Beachy's neighbor that teaches special education. I only have two words for that... oh boy.
I did finish the afghan I've worked on for what seems like forever. The pictures are on my laptop and I'll post them later.
YES! post pics, glad you're feeling a little better.