A sudden cold knocked me on my ass last week. All day Friday I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone and then I was slapped in the head with one "bad mother fu--m 'Shut your mouth!' Just talking 'bout" cold all day Saturday. At one point Saturday night, while trying to get to sleep, I coughed so hard it felt like someone took a knife, magnetized it, then picked up a hundred pins and shoved the deadly pin knife into my throat. Needless to say Mothers Day was a little disappointing. Oh, it wasn't disappointing for Jules; I believe she had a very nice day. It was disappointing because I was low on energy and couldn't do as much for as I had hoped.
Nevertheless, we did have some fun this weekend, taking in a Lancaster Jethawks minor league baseball game Saturday night and spending the afternoon Sunday with Budd and Karyn's family.
I haven't run since last Thursday and I'm not sure if I'll be up and jogging until after this weekend. Julie is leaving town to visit with her sisters in Atlanta for a long weekend (it's sister Michelle's birthday) and the last thing I want to do is be sick again while I'm being Mr. Mom. This trip of Julie's is a little nerve wracking. She has never been away from the kids... ever. While I have always left them to return home during vacations of fly back east for weddings or funerals, Julie has always been with Sophie and Jacob. I believe that the kids and Julie will do fines, but there will be a little adjusting that needs to happen. As for me, I'm kind of excited.
Work has been very busy as of late and I've fallen behind on my reviews for Popdose. I have a stack of DVD's to my right that are staring at me, demanding they get watched. Slowly I will get to them.