Argh...Ack

Argh. Must go to bed. So tired. But somehow the Internet is too compelling... can't tear myself away... need an intervention...

Speaking of interventions, I could really use some kind of Spenders Anonymous Support Group. I can not even begin to total up the amount of $$$$$ I have spent in the past 3 days. But the deals I found! Oh, the wonderous deals!

Earlier this evening, Jamie ate something random off of the basement floor before I could stop him. Was it a piece of paper? A sticker? A centipede? It was certainly something that did not go down easily, for he sputtered and gakked for several minutes. I pounded frantically on his back and finger-swept his mouth in a futile attempt to remove the obstruction; Caity thoughtfully assisted by plopping herself in my lap and singing tunelessly.

So tired. My eyes feel like small stones embedded in my face. Ack.