Hmmm...

well, for the last hour I have been burning time web searching nonsense, from an interest in some history about mimi driver in Phantom of the Opera the to Tom Felton, just because I saw a very hunky pic of him in a margin. Mostly brain dead point and click as I was wasted in bed but not tired when I thought I should be useful and blog.
The trouble is that this has been a hellalous week and I am not ready to discuss the issue yet.
So, since my last blog... David was acting funning on Monday and during creche, while I was in my Art and Relaxation Class, he refused toast and bananas, his 2 favorite foods. He was then very clingy and hindsight sugests I should've guess with these 2 hints, but of course I didn't.
So I was squatting down next to him in the entrance area of Co-op asking him what was wrong when he vomited. Young children, and I believe this is an evolved survival trait, Projectile vomit. I lept backwards while getting sprayed then picked him up to take him to a staff member to say what to do, in terms of the mess so I could take him home ASAP. Then he did it again, spraying a larger area, while I tried to figure out where to point him, and they had to throw out 10 pies. Then a staff member comes up and tells me that "they aren't allowed to touch bodily fluids" so I had to clean up most of the mess and then she disappeared leaving me to deal with hyper Ruth running about, crying David and loads of people entering the store and me trying to warn them/direct them around the vomit. Eventually we got it mopped up and I turn around to see David, happy as could be, running around with Ruth, So I went shopping, covered in vomit.
Why? to buy myself some ice cream, b/c know I seriously needed it, and to buy a cooked chicken for an easy meal, as there was no way I was going to hassle over a meal now, as well as Arrowroot Biscuits (cookies) for David, the only things we let the kids ea until they stop throwing up.
Hmmm... who thinks I write too much. Please comment, I want not to waste this time or bore people into not reading. I need to learn to summerize better.

I started throwing up 3:00 am Wednesday morning, plastering inbetween and web camming with my parents the entire time. The last time I hurled all night in the US they sleep through it, so the time difference has it's bonuses.

The decorating goes well, though slower with me crashing so often, the kids are good and My connection to God and His peace is getting stronger and carrying me through.