Welcome home, Eric. We missed you.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
mom's are a dad's best friend
So it's Friday around lunchtime and Eric is still in the hospital. I just got a call from the MomUnit that he may be released by 1pm if he just drinks a little more. I guess cell phones are allowed in hospitals since they now provide free wifi to guests.
Anywho, this is good news and the call couldn't have come at a better time as just before, I was slowly giving in to my temptation to makeover Evan with a barbed wire permanent marker tattoo around one of his biceps and adorn his face with pretty makeup. For now, I have staved THAT desire. I'm thinking the hot pink mohawk is still ON though along with the next step in making reservations for a permanent vacation for one of our cats at the ShoeBox Hotel.
Idle hands are the devil's workshop? Diabolical!
Anywho, this is good news and the call couldn't have come at a better time as just before, I was slowly giving in to my temptation to makeover Evan with a barbed wire permanent marker tattoo around one of his biceps and adorn his face with pretty makeup. For now, I have staved THAT desire. I'm thinking the hot pink mohawk is still ON though along with the next step in making reservations for a permanent vacation for one of our cats at the ShoeBox Hotel.
Idle hands are the devil's workshop? Diabolical!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
a night at the grandview
Dear Eric,
I know it sucks to be sick. I know it hurts and burns when the bug in your belly makes you bring what little you ate or drank back the other way. But you have to drink and eat. We can avoid all that’s happened today if you please remember this in the future. A night at Grandview Hospital is not a luxurious night out. Especially for Mom.
Love,
Dad
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