It's tired in here.

{thanks nancy}

This could not be more true right now.

Wow.

As if not having a full 8 (or 6, or 5) hours of sleep for the past 4 1/2 months isn't enough, I now have a horrendous sore throat/congested face/ raspy voice/horrible headache virus that just. won't. quit. Add to that a darling 7 year old boy who has literally been throwing up buckets {into empty ice cream buckets to be exact} all night. Add to that a four month old baby who is fighting a nasty little bug of his own and is therefore shifting around uncomfortably, and filling his diaper roughly every hour or so... add to that the fact that yesterday I ignited world war III on my blog {which is SUPPOSED to be a blog of goodness and joy, by the way} where I actually created and then facilitated an environment where women from all walks of life and completely different backgrounds were inclined to spew hatred and intolerance at one another... why? Well, because I set the standard.

Awesome. Go me.

So, we are gonna have a do over.
Go to the post below this-a-one and get up to speed.
{I mean, you know, if you wanna...}

Please note: Melynda and I are "TOTALLY OVER" that whole mess,
but reading it will help you see where we've been,
and at the end of it all, I will tell you where we are headed.
Hope you'll join us for the ride.

Now, I'm off to change my 20th poopy diaper,
cough a lung into my kitchen sink,
retrieve and wash out yet another full throw up bucket
snuggle with the Kortmeister
and PRAY for an hour of sleep here or there.
{What? isn't that what YOU do at 1:20 a.m.?}