It is almost Princess Chica-Poo’s birthday. We are having a princess party and appropriate attire is required. I am making her a doll cake/princess thingy with a castle. I am cleaning, entertaining out of town guests and laying awake listening to my daughter yell for me. Busy, busy, busy.
I also do not have TB. Which is a good thing. Those pesky hospitals make you test for everything if you want to work in one. Damn you OSHA! Plan to write all kinds of glowing comments to me about the cake I plan to make for Chica. So, rest up.
