Oldest Son had the flu this past week. Missed a couple days of work. He shared. My own fault. I asked him to come over to help me. He is better. I am not. Headed back to bed. This flu bug isn't lethal - just has given me that "run over by a bus" feeling. I will be back as soon as possible to dazzle you with my brilliant posts. But not today. Probably not tomorrow either. I can be found under my green fuzzy blanket, Kleenex and cough syrup and fruit juice at hand. I really hate this.
Mom of four and Grandma of six, who writes about family events both past and present as well as anything else that happens to come to mind, shares new photos as well as old and who enjoys life in general.