I know that everyone out there is breathlessly waiting for another post from your little blogger friend Heather...unfortunately she is currently completely out of commission so I felt the need to carry the torch with your daily update of conditions here at the ranch. The week started out with a little thing called a urinary tract infection - that's always fun. Now the week is ending with another round of severe strep infection, fever, and all around feeling like she got hit by the trash truck. That trash truck driver just lost his tip AND his Christmas bonus. So, with all the symptoms flying around and the death-warmed-over appearance coming from beneath the covers this morning I decided that it would be a great day to skip work and take my sicky-pants wife to the doctor. (Let me explain the "pants" thing. It's a little nickname game that we do here at the house. For instance, when Suzy has moisture in her diaper we call her "Soggy-pants Suzy"...or... you name it, we have a name for it...) So we made the trek to the doc who gave her a script for an antibiotic and promised that she would be better in no time. Lord knows he better be right because I don't think that I can handle all these duties 24/7. I will say that it makes me grateful for all that the wife does around the house to make our lives easier. I think that I will stick to the plan where I leave the cave, kill something, and drag it home routine and let Heather maintain sanity here on the homefront. That's a good plan if you ask me.
Many thanks to my dear Mother for taking the two youngest yesterday so Heather could sleep and I could work. And then she sent supper AND breakfast home with me when I picked them up! Unbelievable! And again today when I had to step out for a quick service call my sis-in-law stepped up and watched the kids for a few hours. Uncle Jon was home too and he had a timely assist with a "three-wiper" (in his words). Soggy-pants dropped a deuce on his watch if you were wondering. All in all it's been an interesting couple of days even with a sicky-pants taking up residence in the bedroom. Hopefully tomorrow she will be back in full swing and ready to keep you posted on the happenings around here. Peace out. D