Coffee doesn't cut it

Sorry, Beth.  I've had the news channel on all day while I've been working and the only acceptable beverage is champagne.  I admit that I was only listening with one ear ( the good one I hope) and it seems that champagne is being consumed everywhere, even in the line ups that are starting to form on the streets. Several times they talked about tradition vs contemporary. Evidently, for the last two weddings, the footmen on the back of the carriage carrying the couple to or from the church were actually armed police.  It struck me that this was following tradition as wasn't that the function of footmen?  To lay their lives down to protect whomever was paying them?

Our weekend was a bit of a downer.  Loren was quite sick.  He's in Toronto this week and I sure hope he's feeling better, and able to get full advantage of the training he's receiving.  I understand that he and Keri have a dinner date.  David now seems to have caught whatever it is and is totally miserable--coughing and hacking.  We both slept for a couple of hours this afternoon as neither of us got much sleep last night. Amber was having difficulty with Samantha, who refuses to --now what word do I use--defecate or poop.  I know what word we were using Saturday night.  They were getting desperate, even talking with Health Links.  Amber bought suppositories on the way home and they tried that without success, but the next day, when they threatened to try again, Samantha quickly took matters into her own hands, disappeared for a few minutes and took care of everything without any further fuss.

Do I miss those days of child care--in the least--NO!

So this week I'm playing in the studio.  No commitments until I have to deliver my items to the art sale.  I only have a couple but will take them in, as I have promised to do so.  They are having a special reception Friday evening, and I'm expected to be there for at least an hour.  Nothing more until I have a shift overseeing the raffle table, on Sunday.  However, we're all expected to donate either dainties or money to the refreshment area, so I'll have to make up a batch of Melting Moments sometime this week.  I got the butter out of the freezer this morning, and then realized that I had given all of my corn starch to Amber when she had to make some dainties just before Christmas.  So off to WalMart to buy cold medicine and corn starch--quite a combination