Ugh. My husband is sick. Texted me and said he's been blowing his nose every couple of minutes. I texted back, "NOOOOOO!!!!!" Lol. Blowing my nose hurts. My piercing is still too fresh for excessive nose blowing! I know I'm going to get whatever he has, sooner or later. I'm very upset. 😡 Not at him obviously. Just the situation. Boohoo!

Maybe I'll get lucky and not get it. I know I will though. Illness always goes in this order in my family - first Husband, then Daughter, then me. I'm always the last one to get it.

Spent all day with my daughter. 😊 It's was great. She didn't want to go to grandma's. She wanted to stay home with me. I'm doing pretty good right now. I'm going to see how my husband feels about her spending all Sunday with me. I think he should be fine with it.

I'm enjoying these teenage years SO much more than the baby/toddler/little girl years so far. I didn’t like those years. Parenting a teenager is coming much more easily for me. I suppose it helps that she's very well behaved. I just found pre-teen mentally and emotionally draining and incredibly stressful. I don't remember most of my thirties, I was in the hospital so much.