Friday, May 9, 2008

Long Day, Wicked Headache

So today I picked up the chicks from school to take to my parents farm tomorrow. There are eight in total and right now the kids are still trying to avoid going to sleep because the only place in the house that the cats won't eat the chicks in... is the kids bedroom. We can close their door. Last year we had a computer room to put them in but this year it is a nursery and I am NOT putting baby chicks into my baby daughter's bedroom. If the kids don't behave and go to sleep soon I may have to take the chicks out to the garage and leave them there overnight. It is warm enough that they should survive. We do have the heating lamp and blankets. We just need to be careful not to let the blankets touch the heating lamp. Sigh.

So Eyes had another round of immunizations on Wednesday and as seems typical, now has a fever three days later. I mention this because she is incredibly fussy and very warm to the touch. And crying beside me while I ignore her to type this. Which means a sleepless night for me. Sigh.

Also I tried to get some sewing done at Raven's tonight but fate conspired against me. I got to her house alright and did manage to sew some trim onto one of my bog coats. I also got to cut out a full Clinton style cloak of brown and black. Alas I could do no more because Raven's house was invaded by not just some gamers but ALOT of gamers. Who needed someplace to sit which meant the basement. So I had many legs to try and cut around near the end. I also developed a wicked headache near the end so having to leave was probably a good thing. Oh the reason why I had to leave? Hubby is going to go see Ironman tonight which I had vaguely remembered saying he could go to. So yeah not alot was accomplished. I did see some nice trim that Raven's mom left for her(us) and I know I can use at least three of them.

All I can say is that my Mother Day on Sunday better be something special because I do NOT want a repeat of last years!!!!!! Okay that's enough hinting to Hubby.

So here's some poetry. It will be either good or bad I can't tell at this point with my headache.

A fever dream
A castle flying high
An imaginary sight
Of an aardvark shy
I really wish someone could tell me
Why is it when I am sick
All I want is for someone to hold me
Instead I get tangled blankets

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