Sleep sort of

I finally got to sleep around 6 this morning. At 7, Buck decides to call to make sure the kid is getting up okay, and if he wants to go out for breakfast. It’s a good thing I’m too sick to do anything but sit and fume. It’s at times like these that I decide Continue reading Sleep sort of

Yes, I'm still up.

I’m afraid to try to go to sleep. I think the cold, which has left the other parts of my body, has settled deep into my lungs and turning into bronchitis. Dr. J gets to see us tomorrow morning. She knows us. She knows to let us mutter and whine about all the physical ailments Continue reading Yes, I'm still up.