Determinedly

I'm listening to Bach and keeping Ella company on the couch. She is still running fever and the poor little thing positively hates taking her fever reducing medicine. I really want to get into the shower but I feel bad leaving her. I am hoping she will drift off soon and I can slip away.

I think Toby Mac is the anti-Christ. Alright, not really, but my children play his music, over and over, until I am quite sure he created his top hits in order to drive middle aged parents insane. It's devious, I tell you.

The weather outside is cool, yet inside it is stuffy. I am actually considering turning  on the air conditioning just to get some air circulating. I'm sweltering in here. I'd open the windows except it would seem my children have tampered {read:destroyed} the screens, so opening the window means letting my toddler or dachshund effectively escape.

We are making chicken burritos and having over friends for dinner at 6:30; Andrew has also invited his girlfriend, per my request. I am hoping to feel a tad more pepped up by the time they arrive. My hair is rather scary right now and Lord knows I could use a dash or two of make up. My friend Deb affectionately calls this "spackling".

My three youngest boys are running about sporting buzzed heads, thanks very much to their father. I usually cut it myself, but my hands have been flaring for a long while and I guess he just couldn't tolerate it any longer. I am rather like a hippie myself, so it didn't bother me nearly as bad, but oh well. It looks less-than-fantastic but it IS hair and it WILL grow.

I am definitely depressed. I don't want to leave my house and I don't want to spend time with people I love, even though I am forcing myself to do so because I always feel some better when I do, but it is most assuredly an up-hill battle. I've run out of Elementary re-runs and actually miss Sherlock and Watson, as if they are real people in my life.

I am almost finished with my book and ready to begin another. I will have to assume a fair amount of discipline in order to reach my goal of 50 books this year read.

May as well jump back in now. I have a little time before guests arrive.

Determinedly,
Amy