One six year old with a stomach bug. Luckily by the time a picked him up from school, he’d gotten most of it out, and only threw up mucus in the van. Also not pleasant, but at least I don’t have to scrape any chunks out of the back seat. Yuk. And to be honest, I’m actually glad to have an actual reason to take a sick day.
I started the socks – about a trillion times – but I think I finally got the hang of it and have a cuff. It took me about hour to get the yarn all untangled last night, because even though it’s supposed to pull smoothly out of the center of the skein – not so much. And after repeated attempts by the needles to gouge out my eyes, I managed to tame them. I’m not going to turn my back on them, though, just in case…
Things that don’t suck: the men of Supernatural. I would not throw them out of bed for eating crackers, if you know what I mean. Besides the eye candy, the show is well written, with lots of brotherly angst, and some demon butt-kicking along the way. But even after 4 seasons, this is the best part.
Love it! If you want to see more, it’s on the CW tonight at 9/8 central.
Now, what shall I do with the rest of my day??