Friday's Letter

Dear Mr. Veen:  upon waking the other morning you declared you had a Hannah Montana song stuck in your head.  You then proceeded to sing "Put your hands up!" over and over.  Dear Nancy Jam:  thank you for making my bagel with cream cheese d to the licious.  Dear Vacation Bible School:  wow.  Three nights in a row of free childcare?  Yes please.  Dear SNL the 2010's:  I can't think of a better way to end the day than by laughing my hiney off with you!  Thank you for being on insta play - Amen.  Dear PW iced coffee concentrate:  at first I was skeptical of your process but one sip was all in took to become a believer.  Thank you.  Dear Stupid Computer in all it's Stupidness:  you are not letting me post videos today which is quite frustrating.  I will borrow a word from a cute girl I've met and say simply:  poops!  And last to Mr. Veen:  how about a hot date at the cheap theatre tonight? 

HAPPY FREAKING WEEKEND!

Wordless Wednesday: Sky



Friday's Letter

Dear Mr. Veen:  this morning I grabbed your sweatshirt to throw on before going out back to check on my rhubarb.  Insert super cozy good feeling right here.  Dear Rhubarb:  it seems you are not quite ripe yet, however I am SO very excited to harvest you when you're good and ready (hurry up!) - no pressure.  Dear 10 day forecast:  although you look a smidgen better than this last week, I am still not impressed.  If you can manage to get to at least 75 then we may have something to talk about.  Until then you continue to be wimpy at best.  Dear bagel with peanut butter,honey, and sliced banana on top:  Elvis might be jealous of our relationship however I guess what he doesn't know about won't hurt him.  Dear The Head and the Heart:  I can be a little bit fickle when it comes to forming new music relationships however this song was love at first listen.  Mr. Veen thinks it sounds like a train ride - nice.  And last to Mr. Veen:  today I stumbled across info. on an all inclusive resort in Mexico.  Want to go in say three years?  It's a date!

HAPPY FREAKING WEEKEND!

Sick.

Today is day five of sickness in my house.  It all started Saturday night when Ella developed a fever and soon after was losing all sorts of things if you know what I mean.  My poor little girl got so sick and dehydrated that she ended up in the hospital Tuesday into Wednesday in order to give her some IVs to replenish her out of whack electrolytes. 

I am happy to report that yesterday Ella was smiling - even laughed a few times and today marked the momentous act of eating her first real food in days a piece of toast!  Unfortunately, just as Ella started feeling better Jake's fever spiked to 103 and he's started losing some "things" too.  On a positive note Jake's symptoms seem (so far) much milder than Ella's so I am hopeful he'll bounce back a bit quicker than she did and won't require a stay in the hospital. 

How am I you ask?  Well - I am actually just happy to be in my own home, the director of my little sick ward.  We are stocked with all the essentials:  Gatorade, jello, chicken soup and Popsicle's.  Due to the wonder of Netflix we have videos galore.  So all in all - other than the fact that I have no idea what day it is or what might be happening out in the world -  I'm good.