One more day…
It’s been a very long weekend. This was the weekend that Bob took Tarrah for the entire weekend. She’s never been apart from Mommy that long. I wonder how’s she’s doing for the 100th time as I curse Bob for not having a phone. I’m sure she’s fine. I try not to think about it too much.
You’d think I’d get plenty done without a two-year-old under foot. Wouldn’t you know it, this is the weekend I get sick. So after work, I pretty much vegged out Friday and Saturday night in front of the TV and started a new afghan. Gasp, OMG! No scrapbooking! I did complete one digital layout for a contest, but I can’t share it here till the contest ends. And it’s annonomous, so I can’t link you to it. Sorry!
Last night as I was getting ready for bed, it struck me how lonely Tarrah’s Pooh bear was in her bed, all alone. Yeah, okay, I really want my baby back now. But, she got to spend the weekend with her brothers and sister and Daddy. I’m sure she had a ball and didn’t think about me once. Well, hopefully she thought about me a little.
So I have one more day to get through. I’m off to work and when I get home, I can go pick her up. Yeah! Have a happy Sunday everybody!

I’ve entered a new contest, Stand Up and Scrap. It’s for digital scrapping. It’s completely annonomous, so I can’t show you the LO I just created, but man, the first challenge was, well, a challenge. So I can tell that this won’t be a walk in the park. I’ve already bared my soul…he, he, he.







