I have a giant cold sore on my mouth. Again. My outward sign of stress, or perhaps too much kissing.
The latter would be much better. The stress of being well, of working so hard to hike up my britches and continue on is difficult.
"It's been a month. Shouldn't she be all better by now? Yes! Let's stop asking how she's doing and embrace the standard 'everything is great' standard response."
It's not that everything isn't great. It is moderately good. That is better than it has been in a long time. The thing about school on the horizon is that it forced you to embrace every single minute of summer there is left, despite whatever crappy weather is thrown your way.
I am working friday through sunday, two weddings! Yippee. Then on monday i'm taking the kids camping all by myself. I can hardly wait.
sleep soundly dear
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Just going through my photos from BlogHer, and your face made me smile. I thought I’d drop by and say hello. Hiya!
Traitor, I mean good for you!
UHHH camping! I know you like it though, so have fun. I know what you mean by embraceing whatever time you have left.
I’ll take moderately good.
A month is not very long really. Besides, you have to go at your own pace.
We still have a few months before it’s decent camping weather. Can’t wait to take Myles for the first time.
I hope you guys have a blast!
My coldsores unfailingly show up when I’m about to gather with family – which I look forward to, yet manage to consider being inspected at the same time. So a humungous cold sore? Well that just tops it all off…
Glad to read you have found something to look forward to – I’m often in envy of moms that work outside the home too – grownup conversations! no noses to wipe! Enjoy the weekend.
In my family, we call cold sores maggots. It’s a way of making them fun.
Dare you to try it.