Oops, I did it again (thank you Britney Spears). No, not me, but Barforama has struck, again. OMG when will it end? We have been battling this stomach thing since June 21st. And now we're going thru it again and again. Drew is finally better. Now Izzie has it again. And Annie, minus the barfing (so bumorama?). There is pretty much nothing worse in the world than seeing your kid sick, and really not being able to do a damn thing to make them feel better. Except clean up the barfy clothes/sheets/stuffed animals and move on. Needless to say, I may ramble a bit here and there, seeing as I was up at 2:30 for the day pretty much (omg run-on sentence).
If you don't follow me on Twitter (why don't you? ha), then let me update you~we're having a TORNADO warning here in Maine right now. We get hurricanes, but usually just remnants. We get Nor'easters, both rain and snow versions. But tornadoes (which I misspelled on Twitter due to lack of sleep and coffee) are not very common here. It has been raining cats, dogs, buckets, sheets, etc. pretty much all day. My lovely gravel road is flooding and the rain is creating new paths down the road. If and when the sun ever shines again, my lawn will grow 3 feet almost immediately. On the bright side, I don't have to water my gardens. Have I mentioned that I hate summer?
Some of my blogging friends have been having a tough go of it lately and I don't know what to say to make them feel better. I try to say the right thing on their blogs, or on emails, but sometimes it just isn't enough. I have a friend who is a blogger and I want to go visit her and hug her because it's been MUCH TOO LONG but remember those four kids? I want to visit with JUST HER. She knows who she is and I'm sending a shout out that I miss her and love her.