Damn. I missed it. Post #1,500 passed me by. I realized this morning that yesterday was post #1,504. At first, I was really annoyed that I missed #1,500. Then, I thought, “Wow. 1,504 posts. That is pretty amazing considering that I thought I *might* make it to 30 posts.” I am lucky. I made it past 30 posts. Memories… The goofy, the fun, the sad, the happy, the pain, the anger, the indifferent, the change, and the lost days are all recorded here for us to look back on some day. To this post, #1,505, I say “thank you” because I will look back at you someday and remember that, today, I feel lucky. Lucky that I have this to remember all those things that I would otherwise forget. Memories that will not be forgotten. And *that* is irreplaceable.
Camp Mudd
Dinner
Fancy Dress
“Star Wars” Kind of Day
Yep. Strep.
I was so happy about 1:30 pm to wander downstairs to find John sleeping. He slept about a total of six hours last night. Well, his afternoon nap only lasted about 45 minutes. When John woke up, he was whimpering because his fever was back and this throat hurt worse. It was off to Mizzou Quick Care for a strep diagnosis and Amoxicillin. Hopefully, John will be in full recovery mode by Sunday!
Not Good…
John came home from school with a fever, headache, and sore throat. Not Good. NOT. GOOD…





