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Nancy Drew, Cheetos and My Little Girl

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It’s been a while since I’ve written. Anything.

I am not able to focus lately.

I am not able to focus now.

I wanted to check-in with myself out here.

Life is full. Life is good. Life is Life.

There are days when I stare out the window of the car and wonder about the path of the unknown humans that pass by.

There are so many of us.

So many lives being lived.

I wonder if others recognize the awe —

Oh, who am I kidding?! I am trying to force-write something poignant and romantic about the beauty of life.

In reality, I am sitting at home on the Fourth of July with my daughter who is running a fever. Our boys -hubby and son – are off at a family gathering full of swimming, fireworks and fun. We could not go.

We watched Nancy Drew.

I ate some Cheetos, then we ordered Chinese.

She is feeling okay except for the fever.

I am feeling sorry for us.

Now is not the time to inflict you with insincere attempts to create something earth shattering.

Now is the time to paint some toenails, suck on some ice pops and enjoy the solitude with my Little Girl.

I’ll light my way through the black hole another day.

Missing Blog Life, Real Life much too full

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I miss blogging. I am currently laying in bed horribly stricken with some “non-serious” strain of Strep Throat. Feels pretty damn serious to me as I am going on day four of not being able to swallow and that includes having been to the doc and on medication. The only thing my throat will tolerate is a fruit juice popsicle.

This episode of Strep comes with only one week reprieve from having cared for my nine year old as he suffered the same damn think two weeks ago. He, in fact, just finished his antibiotic as they prescribed me one. Ironic? Fate?

Whatever it is, it sucks. Our poor kids when they get this – at least I’m a grown up and bemoan my pitifullest whines to the unknown masses while all they can do is lie there in pain and wonder why it won’t go away. So glad he is better. So very sad it took right at a week of full on sick to get him there.

That’s all I wanted to say. I’m sick. Feel sorry for me. I sure do.

Peace…