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One of those days
May. 14th, 2012 09:10 pmMan. The end of school. So. Busy. It's not the time when you can afford to get sick. Unfortunately, my 1st grader has strep. And she's in a play. Tomorrow. And yes, she has a major part, and there are no understudies. We are really hoping that the amoxicillin works quickly. If nothing else, we'll bring her just for her performance(s) and take her home. What she really needs to do, though, is just eat ice cream and sleep. Urgh. I hate strep throat. I have had it way too many times to ever wish on someone else. It feels like you're swallowing glass and burning up all at the same time.
So basically I spent the day at the doctor and the pharmacist. And running last minute errands. Remember that son who had to recreate the Mona Lisa, square by square, for art class--in one night? His brother told me a few hours ago that as part of the project he's doing tonight, he has to make a model of the Hubble telescope. I've been to the store three times today, and I'm reaaaalllly hoping someone finds the glue gun glue, because I will curl up like a roly poly bug if I have to go back one more time.
They are fun projects. I just wish they weren't all RIGHT NOW.
In good school news, my kids' elementary school just ranked #1 in the state (and technically, the world, since no one else gives the Idaho tests) for their achievement tests. Not bad for a little town on the potato prairie!
And finally, the guy came to turn my sprinkler system back on. I followed him around to see what he was doing. It was kind of complicated, and now I finally know what this tool (see http://olmue.livejournal.com/300059.html) is for that we found in the garage when we moved in. It is not, in fact, an Egyptian Was Sceptre of Set, the god of chaos, but rather a tool to turn a remote faucet off and on. I have no idea WHY the sprinkler faucets are buried in a hole four feet deep, but apparently ours isn't the only one, if they make tools that long to deal with it. I am hoping to have a non-crispy lawn soon.
Must chase down my 3YO who has suddenly gotten a burst of new energy. Wish us wellness! And sleep!
So basically I spent the day at the doctor and the pharmacist. And running last minute errands. Remember that son who had to recreate the Mona Lisa, square by square, for art class--in one night? His brother told me a few hours ago that as part of the project he's doing tonight, he has to make a model of the Hubble telescope. I've been to the store three times today, and I'm reaaaalllly hoping someone finds the glue gun glue, because I will curl up like a roly poly bug if I have to go back one more time.
They are fun projects. I just wish they weren't all RIGHT NOW.
In good school news, my kids' elementary school just ranked #1 in the state (and technically, the world, since no one else gives the Idaho tests) for their achievement tests. Not bad for a little town on the potato prairie!
And finally, the guy came to turn my sprinkler system back on. I followed him around to see what he was doing. It was kind of complicated, and now I finally know what this tool (see http://olmue.livejournal.com/300059.html) is for that we found in the garage when we moved in. It is not, in fact, an Egyptian Was Sceptre of Set, the god of chaos, but rather a tool to turn a remote faucet off and on. I have no idea WHY the sprinkler faucets are buried in a hole four feet deep, but apparently ours isn't the only one, if they make tools that long to deal with it. I am hoping to have a non-crispy lawn soon.
Must chase down my 3YO who has suddenly gotten a burst of new energy. Wish us wellness! And sleep!
