S.I.C.K.

***WEll I had a GREAT picture to put here but DAMN BLOGGER--You are the bane of my existence**

I HATE this time of year...the changing from nice to chilly to cold to nice to cold to chilly to nice..well I'm sure you get the picture here.

I ALWAYS get a damn cold...ALWAYS...me, when I get a cold I go on..keep going to the damn meetings..and well just take some damn day-quil. Steven on the other hand thinks he's dying...the big BABY!!!

Lately we've been in bed and going to sleep by 9 pm. (I feel old!!!) Well actually Steven goes to sleep first and then I try to get to sleep for his farting and coughing and basically making icky noises..again damn him.

So, anyhow the whole point of this post is that Steven is a big baby!!! Mr. I'm sick..blah blah blah...

Ok see I'm being a little hateful now..so I'll just gracefully bow out..