Queen of Rambles

What does a person with a funky tummy not want to do? Eat nachos. Why oh why would I crave Tostito cheese dip when I’m having bottom system troubles? Why would I give in to those cravings? I know not, but I know it was a very bad idea.

Thankfully Mike was able to take his telecommuting day today so I wasn’t left alone with sickness and baby. I still had errands to run and appointments to keep, but life was much sunnier than it was yesterday. Namely, I got to sleep! Erik screamed for a solid hour before we finally caved last night. What is the appropriate amount of time to let a child scream (with period check-ins of course)? Anything more than an hour just seems cruel.

I took some Immodium and noticed the package said “don’t drive or operate heavy machinery.” I laughed in the face of danger and went for a drive down the highway to pick up some Little People sets for cheap from Craigslist.

On the drive home I got lost.

I was just driving along the highway I always drive along, then BAM! I looked around and had no idea where I was. It finally dawned on me that I missed my exit, though I clearly remember seeing the exit one mile before mine. I know I wasn’t sleeping. If I fell asleep going 70 mph I doubt I ever would have awoken. Luckily another exit appeared on the horizon and I got home in a timely manner, but it was sort of scary anyway.

And now I better go attend to the screaming child. He is with his papa in bed but that doesn’t stop the screaming. I don’t know what on earth is up with him. Tomorrow I’ll write a glowing report about his good traits because he has them in spades, but this night screaming has to end!

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