And do you know what, Mom?

I have heard that about 25+ times this morning, and no, that's NOT an exaggeration! Lillie needs a playmate, other than her Mommy in the morning. Usually after I have had little sleep (working until 1am, going to bed around 2am, then getting woken up with screaming and crying over ear pain at 5:30am by Zac, then again at 6am and then having my friend call at 7:45am--leaves little room for sleep last night!) I will nap on the couch all morning and Lillie will quietly play dollies or tea party while sitting on the couch watching Noggin. NOT TODAY! I decided to buck up and drink a few cups of coffee...I have too much to do today to nap. So while I am running around cleaning up messes, getting my house ready for the great grandparents to come over tomorrow, I am getting a play by play of what Lillie and her dolly are doing. Hey Mom, do you know how old my baby is? Hey Mom, do you know why my baby is riding in the grocery cart? Hey Mom, my baby likes you! Hey Mom, my baby is talking to you. Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! Any other day, fine, talk away...I can eventually tune it out. But not today. And now, I've been told that while Lillie puts her socks on, I am to be baby-sitting her baby..."she's stayin' witch u!" is what I was told. Well alrighty then!

On other news...I am barging in on Terry's dermatology appt tomorrow. He's pissed, but I have a page long sheet of questions, suggestions and comments and by God that Dr is going to listen to me! I have had enough of living with a person with psoriasis. Give me back my husband already...the one who's not in pain and itching at the same time, the one who doesn't look like he walked through a poisin ivy patch, the one who isn't taking steriods everyday (for over a month now) and the one who's not so moody! Geesh! And just to show I care, I ordered a "Find the psoriasis cure" bracelet and intend on wearing it....I bet he'll LOVE that! It's gray, so it will go with half of my wardrobe of sweats.

And this thing of starting my own business is starting to consume all my thoughts. If I open a drive thru espresso shop, will you come?