Burgers and Stars

They always say you do your best thinking on the throne. I guess that goes for Emily too. She just informed me we need "care and food". Apparently, she thinks people stopped caring about us this week b/c no one has brought food. I tried to explain that everyone does still care...I feel good this week...I am able to cook, but she moved on to the air freshener, so subject closed. Emily has enjoyed the meals more than anyone. Which reminds me I forgot to tell part 2 of the White Castle saga. Uncle Ray and Aunt Donna were in town for a few hours Sunday so we all went to Cracker Barrel for brunch. Uncle Ray had called Emily and told her he would take her to White Castle. We didn't think much of it. Mistake #1. Emily eats a huge breakfast at Cracker Barrel; as we are getting ready to leave, she says OK, Uncle Ray, I'm ready to go to White Castle. She would NOT take "no" for an answer. So there they went, off to White Castle for fries and burgers. I am not kidding.
I wanted to mention that my mammogram came back normal. Also, Port Chop got head-butted this week. I saw stars. It was my fault. I had been letting my kids at work sit on my lap. Notice the word "had", as in past tense.
I want to welcome the Reichert's to my blog. Vicky, I am so proud of you for learning to use the computer. Way to go! I told Becky to tell you to email me, but she said you haven't gotten that far yet.
I am dreading Round #4 worse than any so far. It's really hard for me to be too sick to work or take care of the girls. I am bummed out that Halloween is Wednesday b/c that is the day I always feel my worst. I want to feel well enough to take the girls out.
Ok, Emily is ready for bed, so I gotta go.
Thanks for listening.
Love,
Michele;