Sorry I haven't been around. I just got an email stating that the bikini was getting old. How dare anyone get bored with looking at me in a bikini! just kidding, but let me just say that is as close as you or anyone is going to see me in a suit, period! Unless lypo is on your list of gifts for me this year. Didn't think so. Just thought I'd explain once where I have been and no, it has not been on a tropical island except in my fevor-induced dreams where that guy from the movie "Eragon" was there (that actually was fun and NICE!) right before Jennifer Aniston came and lots of other people that were doing strange things not worth mentioning. It really wasn't that fun-I want my money back!!

To be quite honest I've just plainly felt like .... First of all I just felt like 'do do' but then to add to the fun I got strep throat with a double ear infection. Yeah for me. 101 temp, razors in the throat and walking like a drunken sailor (from the ear infection). The only good parts were the Eragon dreams but they never lasted or ended as I would hope and really, dragons are scary.

Oh yeah I forgot to mention that right after I got home with the medicine, Rock left for a three day farm-related trip, that is after all of the living room and sewing room had been moved and piled in the kitchen so that the new carpet could be layed but then the guy tells us that the carpet we got was complete crap and we need to get something else. soo......the absolute necessary parts of the living room get moved back in and Rock leaves. Leaving the rest of the rooms piled in the kitchen.

I go into something of a 'drug induced' tirad of trying to hook up the tv, make a place for the kids to sit and scrapped out a bit of table so we can eat somthing. Then I put Izy in charge and went upstairs to fall in to that coma from the drugs I referred to earlier. Keep in mind this was the second day of hell for me because I had already spent the day before in bed before I knew I had a double ear infection and strep throat. I just assumed I was having an exceptionally lazy day with razors in my throat.

Now for all of you motherly types out there that consider yourselves at all my friends ...where were you when I was crying for my mommie! Seriously, I was contagious so I would have shooed you away but I can't remember wanting my mommie so bad as I have these last few days.

Thus the strange and slightly odd pics above. Maybe I saw the dog in my dream chasing Jennifer. I am not sure really. There were too many to be sure. Now I am waiting for the medicine to stop giving me the "you know whats" that lead you to believe you might as well set up camp in the bathroom. And I am waiting for Rock to get home sometime tonight. Hopefully I will soon return to my normal 'moody, slightly funny self' and begin life anew. And one more thing -they better not be showing any ... re-runs tonight or I will be mad. Send me something funny, then I can laugh while I cry. seriously, it has been that bad.