Sunday: this happened:
|It was NOT a dry heat.|
Monday: this happened:
|I neglected to get an "after" picture but they were really white when they finished drying, and they smelled like fluffy sunshine.|
Tuesday: this happened:
|Stage 1. Thanks, random mom who sent her kid to camp with strep. WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE.|
Wednesday: this happened some more:
|Plus a fever.|
Thursday: this happened a lot more:
|So Strep. Much positive. Wow.|
Friday: The Great Strep Throat Crisis of 2015 appears to have finally taken a turn for the better, which means I have a chance to work on these:
|There's nothing like a composition notebook to put a mom in an organizational high. I'll give you a tour of them next week.|
And now, your weekly moment of haiku.
I got nothing done.
A whole lot of nothing done.
Not even pickles.
|Tomato sauce. Not pickled. One jar.|
Have a great weekend!