The Infirmary

I skipped a day. Wednesday.

My poor Shorty was down and out. Sick. Big time.

He was in bed for almost 2 days straight. In all the years I have known him....I have never seen the man get in bed and stay there.

He made me worry.

So, needless to say....a sick husband, a 2 year old, and a puppy does not lend much time to type my silly little blog posts.

Too busy pouring Ginger Ale and serving saltines.

Seems as if the Shorty household is on the mend.

I disinfected everything today. Those handy Lysol wipes are my friend.

The entire surface of our king size bed was covered with laundry today. Almost got lost in it.

So, sorry for skipping a day and not giving you an insight into my incredibly interesting life.

Infirmary closed.