Rally

The best day in over a week.

Notice Becky the cat on Scott's head. She's never very far.

Lots of visitors. Aunt Lynn, Uncle LaVerne, Aunt Mel and her wonderful friend Diane. Uncle Justin and Auntie Blue. My parents, that have opted to spend the night (thank goodness because it's 930pm and I just sent them to CVS).

Lots of laughs, plenty of food (even Scott ate some today), and more love than should be legal.

We're already heading into a tough night though. Scott is struggling and is very unsettled. Poor Junior Miss has an awful cold. Fever, drippy nose, cough and a throat that "feels like a snake". Don't ask me what that means.

In leaving to tend to those that I love, I will leave you with a very bad joke that I made up today. Those that know me, know I'm not a big dumb joke kind of girl. Further more, this joke is a little on the crass side. I figure this is a pg-13 crowd given the content (any my need to drop the f-bomb from time to time) so I think you can handle it.
Scott has a horrible time swallowing. He said "I hate that I have to work up the courage to swallow." My reply "Well, now you know what it's like to be a $25 hooker." Ba dumb bump. I'll be here all week. Tip your waitress.

Already, wishing for morning and the night has only just begun. The continued love, prayers, well wishes and thought of peace for our family wrap us in love and protect us. Thank you.