Bustle, bustle....

Leave it to me to use "feeding frenzy" in a post title the day a killer whale eats his trainer. Really? Geez.

So, hi! How are you today? Feeling good? It is Friday, after all. Whee! Yay, Friday. I'm still a little sick, but it's a sick I can deal with, so I'm not too bummed. Only worried about the weekend. Don't want to be all runny nosey in my fancy clothes. Or sneezy. I'm drinking my cider. It has vitamin C. I'm sending any of my spare healthy vibes out to Julie. Wishing you a speedy recovery, Julie!!

Today, I shall be packing and stuff. My things are mostly packed, but the kids have nothing ready. I'm doing some laundry for them right now. They are going to stay in Rolla with Josh and my dad, while me, Mom and Mackenzie run off to scenic Tulsa. And maybe pick up Nanny if plans change at the last minute. (We're going to leave a little early, just in case.)

We're going to have frozen pizza for lunch. Mmm! Kinda sad that I am all excited about frozen pizza, but it just sounds good.

It's Friday, and it's pay day, and the sun is shining, and the kids are snuggled on the couch "reading" a book together. AH! Life is good.

I've been reading Jean Sheperd's In God We Trust, All Others Pay Cash. Short stories. And yes, the Red Ryder B.B. Gun story is in there, as well as several others included in A Christmas Story. It's sort of oozing with superiority and cynicism, but at the same time is a celebration of the reality of his youth. I read that he claims it is a work of fiction, but his old friends and neighbors say otherwise. I might take it on the trip. My mother would probably dig having a peek at it. The book I ordered hasn't come yet.

Tonight, after Josh comes home, we're off to Mom and Dad's. So nice of Dad to babysit my husband this weekend. Hee. Actually, Josh is aproaching sane. Gets closer every day. Probably, he just needs a barbeque.

Hope the day is treating you well. I am sending out big hugs!!!