Not a whole lot is happening around here, just the normal. messy house, unruly children, work, bills, laundry...nothing eventful to speak of. I’m still not feeling myself. Waiting on doctors to call back is as eventful as watching the grass grow in the desert. George is under the weather as well. He seems to have caught a cold. I hate when he is sick. He seems to get the worst of the crud around here. It usually starts out with one of the kids catching something, then I catch it because I am taking care of them, then George, then back to me! I really hope I don’t catch this one! I hav...