Its not been a load of laughs around here. Therefore, my impromptu bloggy break. I've considered sitting down to write a post and honestly I've been all, "Well... I'm taking the death of O's teacher unusually hard." Or "I've got a hernia that I need to have surgery for." Or "Olivia left the door open a bit and it was so dark upstairs that I ran into the corner of the door with the left temple of my head and now it hurts to chew, breathe and in general- live." Yep. All clever posts indeed.
I was going to post all of the funny moments from my mountain top experience. The mouse that surprised me in the shower. The shower that, in fact, came straight from the Sharper Image catalogue which, unless you have an engineering degree from a really good school, you can't actually work. Or the Hillbilly wedding you can have for only $75. But it seems I may have lost my sense of humor this week. Gone. If you find it, please send it back.
Tonight is the visitation for Mrs. Hatton. Steve and I are going. I know it is the good and right thing to do. But honestly, I'd rather run into the corner of a door with the left temple of my head. I was in the shower this morning and I started thinking about those last days at Hospice with my mom. Then I had to just shut it down. The thinking. The sadness. Hmmm... that's probably great grief advice, right? But honestly, I'm finding it hard to do it *properly* with 3 needy kids around. All the time.
Well, this has now turned into the post I didn't want it to be. So I'm going to sign out.
Do you need a good, positive, up beat note? (I know I do.) I'm taking Olivia to Disney Princesses on Ice this weekend. Not exactly MY dream come true. But it will be for her!
Have a great Friday.