nailed it

The words of dear Shari...like she's been reading my diary or something! (Sorry, hope you don't mind the link! If you object, please let me know and I'll remove it...)

...I still don't know. I'm ready to become part of the "half of all teachers quit in their first five years" statistic, but I no longer know where else I'd go. It's excruciatingly difficult to find "Lady of the Manor (retinue of servants provided)" positions here. I no longer feel skilled for anything else...

I'm not sure what Sherman in a kerchief has to do with my career dilemma, but he makes me smile - something work sure doesn't!

How we spent the day

nothing like a fever to take the edge off a kid...

It never fails

Warren left this morning for a 7 day business trip to Boston. Total elapsed time 'til someone got sick: 5 hours.

Picked Sarah up at daycare today to learn she'd been crying pretty much all day long and BONUS! She has a 101 fever.

Just waiting for the dog to start puking, honestly.

However, lest you think this blog is all about whining whenever Warren goes away, here's something... I applied for a summer job! At a bakery! For cake decorating!

So I guess now this blog is merely a place for the occasional post about kids and dogs getting sick and cakes. Dooce I'll never be.