Anne, deep breaths. I know it seems impossible when these things hit, but you will find a way. Hugs hugs hugs. Keep breathing.

Billytea, I'm sorry you aren't feeling well.

Erin:

I can live without the adulation of nuts.

Deena, I hope you get rested today.

Oh, Anne, much ease~ma to you. I hope that everything is straightened out quickly and with a minimum of stress. Rescheduling the dinner is a good thing. I'm sure your friends will understand.

Kara left her hot chocolate (it's cocoa! mom), near the edge of the table. Aidan tried to drink it (yay, milk! I love my diarrhea!), and then put his hand in it and paddled a bit. I took it away from him and he said, "tink you!".

He thanked me for rescuing him from certain death if he'd dumped it on the floor. Now, that's a good baby.

Timelies.

Wow, Deena, your children sound wonderful.

Dinner has been rescheduled. Whew.

Almare, heh. Sometimes they are.

Anne, I whew on your behalf.

Oh, Anne, I'm glad you were able to reschedule the dinner. Like Kristin said, deep breaths. It's gonna work out. It sucks, though, that you've figured this all out on the weekend when really you can't do anything about it. You're like me...MUST FIX NOW! Unfortunately, the world doesn't work that way for us. Many hugs to you. I'll be praying that the situation gets worked out quickly for you.

Poor Deena with the very strange dream. That's kind of creepy. Hope you get some rest today. Also, your kids are just too cute and sweet. Good boy, Aidan!

Wow. I know it's a Saturday, but it seems extra quiet in here today.

I was thinking the same thing!

Well, then. Let's fix that. How goes your Saturday, Kristin?