I just keep wondering when I'll get back in the swing of things. As in love as I am with the new house, our little construction zone inside has put quite a damper on things, (I'm hoping they'll be done with it by the end of next week-- silver lining: we're getting more tile in the entry where we had a ton of carpet... as a little compensation.) We haven't found a good spot for our dying computer (it has to be plugged in at all times with a tube of desitin propped under the chord to keep it tight.) We can't seem to get Sophia to bed until after 8 here which means our nights seem to get shorter and shorter, which means, less blogging. And of course we can't seem to get healthy. So we're finishing up our antibiotics, getting over strep just fine, when I wake up yesterday morning at 3 am to stick my head in the toilet bowl.... only to repeat every 30 min to an hour until 7 pm last night. The worst part about it, Ross flew to Newark yesterday morning for work so I was alone. Luckily, Kodi took Sophia for a couple of hours again (I know I know, do YOU have friends like that? You should go get you some.) And my dad came over after work, cleaned my messy kitchen, entertained Sophia for that last hour of her day, and watched American Idol with me after the girls went down. It pays to have family move close by. Now we just have to convince them to stay as the temperature rises.
So then last night, Sophia came in my bed at 2 am saying she was sick, threw up a tiny bit in the toilet (she kept running back and forth sticking her head in the bowl, I think she had taken some notes from me.) She's definitely a little off, but we're going to see if we can't get loaded up and drive to San Diego today (as was our plan yesterday). Big empty houses at night are not my thing and Ross is gone through Friday.
Pretty sure I'm all over the place, don't really have time to proof-read, just feeling the need for an update.