It has been another leisurely day in Beach Gardens.
Hardy har har,
My princess A, my right hand, my babysitter finally fell to the vicious virus running through our home. She is a cess pool of infectious goo and we are steering clear. She is quite offended and hurt by our yielding of ten foot poles towards her in effort to save ourselves from this plague. We did however allow her to join us in our carriage and we took her to the doctor. While there they determined she needed to rest on the guilotene also known as a CT. "You're not scaring me, Mom. I know better." She has been slightly puny for a month now. So they were wanting a more definitive answer regarding her sinuses. SHe is beside herself with glee about being sick. Sickness means no 3 allergy shots this week. She missed last week cause Mom was sick. 2 weeks in a row. We will have to get her well quick, so we can resume torture and torment, maybe we can bump up to 6 shots a week to get caught up. Nah, she'd do something awful to me while I sleep.
But alas, what does this have to do with Grilled Cheese Sandwiches.
Since Princess had to go to the doctor. And princess needed medicine and it was late in the afternoon. We were unable to make Grilled Cheeses for dinner. So the next best thing. We went to SONIC! ! !
Went to hockey, and alas! Coach George forgot and stayed home to work on work. Coach George's wife was there and called to let him know his dinner date arrived. So N took his half of the sandwich and ate. Coach George's 1/2 of a sandwich was in the good hands of his family. With a message to N, that Coach would see him on Thursday.
To be continued.....
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