If you are like me, you are feeling a bit cranky about things these days. Most likely because you practically put your back out trying to get behind your desk to to retrieve the post-it note with all your passwords on it and now you’re setting aside your entire Friday night to change them all again.
This is our lives these days. Immersed in the stream of progress, which is not to be confused with the River of Angst and Gnashing of Teeth. Continue reading
Here we are, the weekend before we turn the calendar from March to April. I’m sitting in the kitchen typing this post with a cup of coffee and Littlest next to my right elbow. This is a typical Friday morning for me, except for the having Littlest home. Normally he’s at school right now doing all those first grade things he loves so much. But not today.
Because yesterday he started running a temperature. He got off the school bus and went straight to the couch where he lie in a feverish state until he headed to bed. This morning his fever is gone…mostly. Compared to 102.8, his temperature of 99.8 looks pretty good. But because his normal body temp runs in the low to mid 97s, that means whatever germs are playing tag in his body are still running amok.