Ro spiked a 103+ fever a few hours ago... and I feel rotten.
She was impossible to deal with today and I actually smacked her hand (she'd just slapped dd1's face hard enough to leave a mark, but still, hard to enforce a no hitting rule when a parent hits, right?). But she was probably going off like that because this virus was taking hold. I already felt bad, now I feel horrible! Poor kiddo spent the last few hours curled up in my lap. Which sent Tor down the path to screaming fussbutt.
It was one of those days I guess. But hopefully the month perks up.
And on the thankful side, our grain mill arrived, we have a generator, and I placed an order for a really nice first aid kit (all courtesy of my mom). I was able to do most of the MM tasks for the day, I exercised, and it was sunny (but coooooold.... yesterday and today we ran the stove with nighttime temps in the 40s). I'd love a monsoon....
She was impossible to deal with today and I actually smacked her hand (she'd just slapped dd1's face hard enough to leave a mark, but still, hard to enforce a no hitting rule when a parent hits, right?). But she was probably going off like that because this virus was taking hold. I already felt bad, now I feel horrible! Poor kiddo spent the last few hours curled up in my lap. Which sent Tor down the path to screaming fussbutt.It was one of those days I guess. But hopefully the month perks up.
And on the thankful side, our grain mill arrived, we have a generator, and I placed an order for a really nice first aid kit (all courtesy of my mom). I was able to do most of the MM tasks for the day, I exercised, and it was sunny (but coooooold.... yesterday and today we ran the stove with nighttime temps in the 40s). I'd love a monsoon....








He calms me right down when I'm feeling squirrely like that. He doesn't really DO anything. He just says 'Here I am; I'm here, baby" and I can breathe again 
I can not WAIT to see him!
and then when I get home, *I* have to get ready to go-- I'm helping with cooking and whatnot to defray the cost of the camp for ds) and I have to pack for me to go to Boston and I have some grocery shopping to do, for while I'm gone, because the larder is bare (of fresh stuff, anyway), and...and...and... *pant, pant* !!
for all who need them!
)
I might be deaf (or loose my sanity) by the end of the week-end. How in the world can a body that small generate sounds that loud??? 
) and he'd cut down the dang house if I let him loose with the weed eater.


) but I'm focusing on keeping everyone safe and happy... We'll get back to the healthy food wagon in a few days. 

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