I'm sick during my most favorite time of the year. My chest feels like Mike Tyson decided to take a nap on it. I keep looking out my front window and thinking, "STOP CHANGING, LEAVES! I still need to experience your beautiful colors and feel you crackling under my feet and jump in a big pile of you, STOP IT THIS INSTANT!"
But don't worry about me....the boys are taking great care of me while Ed is at work. They've got it all covered....laundry, meals....heck Noe even drove himself to school this morning. It's all good!