I just finished off a bowl of homemade vanilla ice cream with carmel syrup. It was delicious, but now I'm freezing. I had big plans of sewing this evening, but now that the kids are in bed I'm exhausted. I stayed up too late last night, and Paxton got up at the crack of dawn this morning. Add that to the fact that I'm still feeling blah from whatever it is I have and I'm beat.
We might get some storms tonight. I don't like stormy weather especially when it's just me and kids. I need my man here to protect me. There is a chance he might come home really late tomorrow night.
I have my first Perpetual Projects club meeting at church tomorrow night. That should be a lot of fun with a 2 year and 4 year old in tow. I just hope people show up. It'll stink if I go through all the work of organizing it and setting up and not have people come.
The news is doing a story about the possibility of there being a major fault line through AR and how we are not prepared should a big earthquake occur. It's not enough to worry about the bird flu, terrorists flying into buildings, Iran making nuclear weapons, the war in Iraq, and salmonella-ized peanut butter. I seriously need something else to stress about. *sigh*
I supposed I should take my medicine and go to bed. Morning comes quickly around this place.