The Disappearing Act.
Tuesday, September 8th, 2009 |Sorry about my absence for the past week and a half. The household came down with some kind of death virus the Friday before last which had me panicking about H1N1, and then my Labor Day weekend was interrupted by my daughter’s two-year molars.
Holy COW. My daughter is normally sweet and sunshiny and generally chipper. The past three days have been miserable. She won’t eat, won’t sleep, and has taken to just saying this over and over, “I want…!” Yeah, doesn’t finish the sentence. That’s not frustrating at all.
She has turned down M&Ms, folks. It’s that bad.
Somewhat unrelated: I did attempt to use my little cam for a video entry, but as I looked like death warmed over, I opted instead to just film out of my windshield and give you a stunning view of 36 Highway while I was driving my daughter through a nap. The jury is still out as to whether or not I’ll post it here.
Here are some more pleasant things that have happened in the past week:
*My family discovered Berry Patch Farms in Brighton.
*We attended Taste of Colorado last weekend and I sang karaoke on the 103.5 karaoke stage.
*I found a really good recipe for a cold bean salad. Yes, I am so old at this point that good bean recipes are considered highlights.
Annnnnnnnnd that about does it. Next weekend brings a road trip to Kansas City to visit in-laws and attend an improv festival. I am hoping that by Friday, Lily’s damn teeth will be pushed through so that the wildly exciting drive across the plains of Kansas will be at least somewhat more tolerable. Viva I-70!
