Look at me go...

to the doctor. Yup, I did it. I had to call the doctor's office as my husband is sick enough to go to the doctor. Trust me, that's shocking. He NEVER goes to the doctor - but his throat has hurt for days and his neck glands are swollen. He's been gargling with moonshine (please don't judge me by my husband's actions) and it hasn't cured him. I know, I know, but how do I explain the actions of an old world European man?

I called to get him an appointment and they had one that would work for me before I have my school council meeting tonight. I have no idea what the heck I am going to do about supper, and I don't really care right now. It seems like a good day for soup.

Off I go now to Costco to get chips for the Welcome Grade 7 lunch, and the teacher's BBQ for tomorrow. I have to pick up my pictures that I had done of myself and the work ones that I have to put up in my husband's office. Then I think I will take myself out to lunch (seems fitting as I am always "out to lunch"), and try to get the rest of my errands done. There is no rest for the wicked.