TGIF?

I know you've all been waiting with baited breath to hear about my field trip to the gyno with my 4 year old. Thanks to the Nintendo DS Lite and Nintendogs it was a piece of cake. I swear I could have given birth right then and there and Catherine wouldn't have noticed. She was pretty into her game and sat on her little stool happy as a clam. (No pun intended) She was coughing quite a bit and looked very tired, but I'll get to that later.

If my gynecologist has her way, my blog name will have to be changed to "Decaf Court." Apparently I have pretty lumpy breasts. They are also pretty sore. (Too much information???!)

When I told her how much caffeine I consume in a day she was shocked. Her advice, eliminate all caffeine. AS IF!!! I told the good doctor that I don't drink (except for an occasional wild party) or smoke. I absolutely have to have a vice, and mine is caffeine, so I will continue to have lumpy sore breasts. It's totally worth it!

As I mentioned, Catherine has been sick all week. Her doctor said to bring her in if she got any worse. Sooo, later in the day, I put her in my lap and sat down to watch my recorded episode of "Real Housewives of NYC. " She then proceeded to cough VIOLENTLY and then vomit all over me and herself. I carried her upstairs to put her in the tub and she puked all over the bathroom floor. Needless to say a visit to the EMO ensued. A few chest rays later we eliminated the possibility of pneumonia. We got an antibiotic prescription and they sent us packing.

Today Catherine and I will stay home and HOPEFULLY she will recover. It's been a tough week.

My goals for the day:

1. Help my sweet little girl recover.
2. FINALLY Watch "Real Housewives of NYC"
3. Fold and put away all laundry.
4. Clean and organize my walk in closet.

I'll wrap up with a prayer:

Heavenly Father, give me the self discipline and motivation to tackle the wrinkled (but clean) mountain of clothing threatening to overtake my laundry room. Watch over me and guide me down the path of righteousness, as I try to avoid facing the carnage that is my walk in closet. And one more thing Lord, please grant me the wisdom to walk away from the temptation of the forbidden fruit (aka Girl Scout Cookies) that beckon me from my pantry.

Amen