Stuck on a bridge at 1 AM

No, that isn't a lyric from a country and western song. It's where I was last night on my way home from Emmanuel Hospital with one of the kidlets in the back seat. I guess a ship decided that was the perfect time to cruise the Columbia so the bridge was raised to let it pass. You'd think my little one would be as exhausted as I was, but no, she was content to sing along with her Barbie Princess and the Pauper CD.

So this morning instead of working on the proposal-that-will-probably-never-be-finished, I will be at the doctors hoping when they remove the splint on my three year olds arm that she can move it and not be in excruciating pain. If that happens, that means it was a nursemaid's elbow (dislocated) that she suffered. Otherwise it means more X-rays and a trip to an orthopedic doc. Please, oh, please, let it be the nursemaid's elbow.

Here's the running tally for this week:

Strep throat - 3 kidlets
UTI - 1 kidlet
Injured arm - 1 kidlet

Unfortunately it's one kidlet with three of the above. I hope one day we can all laugh about this!

Hat Trick

One, two, three. All of my kidlets now have strep. Hubby asked how the proposal was coming when he got home from work. My answer: "What proposal?"

Strep on, strep two...

So two of my kidlets have strep throat. The same two who had it a couple of weeks ago. Now the entire family must be tested to see if one of us is a carrier. It's always something.

Still I must finish the proposal. It's still not done and the book (the complete book) is due May 22nd. If I continue this way, I'll be back to writing the darn thing is six weeks like I did with PLAIN JANE. I really don't want to do that again. I think I swore I would never do that again. But then again, I swore I'd never have a deadline during Jan, Feb or March due to the kids getting sick every year. Oh, well. I better write that down in my planner next year!

St. Patrick performances went well for my dancer lass. The sore throat didn't hit until last night. I just hope we didn't infect the entire dance troupe! Or her first communion classmates last night.

On a positive note, I've now exercised twice in the last two days. I walked yesterday and did a Kickboxing/Tai chi class this morning. My goal is to do some sort of exercise each and every day!

Oh, and I found out Invasion will be back in April. Thank goodness since I love that show. To protest it going off for a few weeks, however, ABC is losing this viewer at 10 o'clock pm. I'll be watching Heist on NBC instead of Evidence. Heist stars the guy who played Prince Henry in Ever After with Drew Barrymore. I still like watching that movie. ::sigh::

Okay, both the girls are asleep. Time to get writing!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

An Irish Blessing

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sunshine warm upon your face.
And the rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His Hand.

Today is a big day around the McClone household. Early this am, a sneaky leprechaun paid a visit to the kidlets. Since all three gave up candy for Lent, the little guy left them shamrock shaped straws instead of chocolate gold coins. Unfortunately a night of playing board and card games was too much fun to stop to make our annual leprechaun trap (we still haven't caught one yet!) but there's always next year.

With our little Irish dancers, we're experiencing something new this year--performances! Mackenna has danced at events on her own before, but yesterday she danced at a retirement home with her dance school. Even though she thought they were doing the Light Jig instead of the Single Jig for one of the dances, she loved every minute of it! She'll be dancing again today and on Sunday. She's really loving being part of a group and dancing. Plus I'm guessing she thinks it's pretty cool to get out of school so she can dance. I know I would.

A couple of you (possibly the only ones reading this!) emailed me about my snow weekend in Bend. A little late, but here goes... We had a wonderful time up until Sunday morning when we were sledding. I took a step and one foot sunk two feet into an air pocket. That was enough to mess up my back. I spent three days in pain, had to ask for an extension on my proposal revision (still working on those!) and fell even further behind on stuff. But I'm slowly climbing out of the pit of overwhelmdom. And that's a good thing since I'll be entering deadline Hell as soon as the proposal is off.