Can't Even Stop to Sneeze

There's a bunch of stuff I want to write about but I have to go to the post office then take some meds to The Child (she got some shots on Friday and her arm hurts) plus my desk is out of control again (because I've been on this mission relative to Sims2 and so everything that came in over the last couple of days has just stacked up and it's making me dizzy) and I have to unearth the menu for the week because I don't remember what I'm cooking for dinner and that needs to be addressed because The Child (poor little pincushion) is having some oral surgery this afternoon (two baby canines that still haven't come out) which has to be done before we can lasso her remaining teeth into braces and I have to figure out if anything needs to be thawed in advance, not that it actually matters come to think of it because The Spouse has been infected by some sort of stomach bug (unless it's a reaction to the change in his cholesterol medicine) and The Child isn't going to be eating anything but soup anyway so what difference does it make? I'll probably just make myself an omelet. Point is, there's not time for any of the thoughtful and/or humorous musings I intended but at least I guess that means I've got fodder for the week, right?

So hey there, have a lovely day and take care.