Well, it's the Friday before I leave for Florida and I'm relieved. Today is the last co-op day (woo hoo), Children's Choir is taken care of, I'm packed and nearly ready for our trip on Sunday. The bazaar (Virge, bazaar is now your word- I think your name when I spell the word- every time) is tomorrow and I'm ready for that, too. Great. Fabulous. Except...
Today my children woke up with runny noses. This is not a big deal, everybody has runny noses this time of year so we just deal. However, it seems like everytime we go to Florida we take illness with us- and spread it to my family. And how fun is it going to be driving for 9 hours with whiny, runny-nosed children? I'm nervous about driving anyway. I've never driven by myself to Florida before. I shouldn't write that, it'll make Quinn nervous. I think he's nervous about me driving, too. I dislike driving in Atlanta VERY much. And I drive slow. It doesn't bother me that people pass me a lot (probably giving me the bird and cussing at me), I just keep on going. It probably doesn't bother me because I'm talking my head off to somebody and am not paying attention to the fact that I'm dring 65 mph in a 70 mph zone. But, I don't have anybody to talk to, eeeeeeh! I am nervous. I've always got to find something to worry about.
Well, I guess I'll Zicam up the boys and myself and hopefully knock this cold out by tomorrow or Sunday. If you've never tried Zicam before, it is the most amazing product. I am a walking commercial for them. The boys even know it: "Momma, are you gonna zicam me up?" It's the medicine I always have in my medicine cabinet, right next to Motrin and Benadryll.
Don't Forget! The Christmas Bazaar is tomorrow! It's going to be great!