I know it's Friday. I really only know because Drew is counting down to his birthday (which is Sunday).
We are sick.
The party's been postponed. The house has been sanitized. Right now it is my husband who is going through the round of feeling awful/throwing up. Every child has had it in the last 72 hours. I have not.
I am a lone reed.
That's a movie quote, in case you didn't catch that.
So I'm not going to work out this quick 5 right now but I just wanted to hop on and say hey.
Hope your Friday is so stinking awesome you don't even have time to read this.