(Today)

was crazy. I tried to escape it. . . but I couldn't.
Church. Sick Little Boy. Needing Groceries.
Birthday Party. Sleeping Husband. Working Husband.

So, I broke down and asked for help. . .what a concept?

Church - Whew, complete.

Groceries - Plenty to survive.

Birthday Party - Children picked up by party mom.

Sick Boy - Still really sick. . . .but has Popsicles.

Husband - Some sleep. . . back on duty. (Where art' thou Day Shift?)

Poor little fellow.