rain on tulips

We’re supposed to be on our way driving boys out to WashJam. But we aren’t. I got hit with some mean (though short-lived) food-poisoning something last night, and this morning I feel as though I’ve been run over, then they backed up and ran over me again, by a very large truck. Fuul stayed up with me (yes, I’m very thankful!), but then he stayed up the rest of the night playing XBox.

I need a shower. We really ought to be moving. I want to lay in bed and play with my new phone (I did figure out how to email/text myself the mp3 I wanted to use as a ringtone yesterday, but there’s so many more things to do with it!) and knit Fuul’s second sock (that’s been on hold forever) so I’ll be ready to knit my new hoodie when the yarn arrives today or Monday.

And I need to buy diapers today. That one is an absolute must. And I guess getting boys out to WashJam, too. Maybe I should see about hitting the shower and see where things go from there.