SINGING GEORGE MICHAEL

The Hubby is out of town and The Girl has no school on Mon. (holiday) and is off Tue. for parent teacher conferences. Again I must ask, is she eating paste? Can she hop on one foot? Does she pee on the potty? If the answers are no, yes, yes, then we are on track. So we are meeting the in-laws in Santa Barbara tomorrow so they can keep The Girl until Tues. after work. Do you see the beauty of this? Sing it with me George Michael fans:
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
You've gotta give for what you take

I get to shop by myself at William-Sonoma and Nordstrom. I get to go into work on Sunday to get a jump on a project and NOT feel guilty. I can eat Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch for dinner. I get to sleep diagonally in my bed and no one will pull the covers off. And that's just Sunday! On Monday night, The Hubby returns. If he plays his cards right, he'll even get a good-night kiss if he gets home before 10 p.m. Wink. And then The Child will be returned to me at 5ish on Tues. when I will be happy, rested and ready to be a mommy again. But believe me, I will be singing George Michael as soon as I make the hand off tomorrow.

VISITING HOURS

The Hubby went to Santa Maria after work tonight to visit his dad in the hospital. This is day four of his stay following heart arrhythmia (crazy heartbeat). Turns out the heart problems were caused by a nasty infection in his knee that had gone completely unnoticed until it swelled to 3x its normal size yesterday. He had surgery on it today and they will start testing his heart tomorrow. My Dad had the same issue - his Dr. thought he was having heart attack, admitted to hospital, eventually found massive infection in toe, surgery and IV antibiotics cleared it up, heart was fine. Hopefully we will follow the same scenario for The Hubby's Dad.

So get better, Tom. The Girl needs her Grampy healthy.

(photo of The Girl & Grampy at the Santa Maria Fair, July 2007)