I felt guilty about having such a good time being substitute toastmistress on Sunday when Roper took Erica to the ER for x-rays. but it was by no means paralyzing guilt.
I seem to have the tummy bug now. I am belching like an 11 year old. Alka-seltzer is my friend.
Julie climbed the stairs today. Three times. Once unassisted and unsupervised.
A new level of chaos has been introduced into our lives.
Now I must do my departmental report in preparation for the Capricon wrap-up meeting.
How's your life?