In an attempt to push back my update of the blog even further, I am blogging this. Just this...one picture--and lots of words. I had great intentions for all the many things I was going to accomplish this month, of course! But it seems someone had other plans.
First it was Tyler who had other plans by getting sick (and I mean SICK) on the 3rd day of school. I got a call from the school nurse telling me to come pick him up since he had a fever of 103.2. Lovely. He missed the rest of that day plus the rest of the week. So the big first week of school that we built up and prepared for was a complete bust as he missed half of it. He was SOOOOO sick. His tonsils were the size of golf balls, he had spots on them, a fever for 5 days, and of course it was just a "VIRUS" so antibiotics were not used. Until we took him back in after 5 days with no improvement and they finally agreed to put him on an antibiotic to see if he would respond to it. Wouldn't ya know it, he went to school the very next day. But then he went back to school only to struggle with being the new kid, being scared to meet new kids, and all the emotions that came with it.
We got through that hurdle just in time for our AC to go out. In August. In Louisiana. Yes, that is pretty much a definition of hell that I have just described. So last Sunday was the dreaded day our AC died, and Monday was the day Sam woke up with his own fever of 104 (yep, he'd caught Tyler's exact same illness...off to the doctor we go), Tuesday was the day our drains backed up and toilets overflowed (all the while we didn't have AC, mind you), Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday--temperatures were hovering between 88 & 90 degrees in our house, and Wednesday was the day we finally had a guy come out who could really help us and fixed our AC (we had other guys come out who were no help at all!), and Friday was the day that Magic Rooter came and jetted out our sewer lines. So by Friday, we were finally thinking this bad spell was behind us. And I am crossing all of my fingers and toes and eyes and, and, and...in hopes that August was just a fluke and all things will be able to go more smoothly from this point on. It hasn't been fun, as you have probably gathered at this point. But on the plus side, we finally attended our first Zephyrs game on Friday evening and brought Garrett's dad home with us that night, as he flew in for the weekend (since he has been doing some work in Texas last week and this coming week. Yay for us!!!).
So, it seems we may end August on a happy note after all. But all in all, I am wanting to put August behind me, hoping it doesn't let the door hit it on its way out. Come on, September. Be good to me! :) But I just have to look at this one picture to be reminded that I really am very blessed (even if I have to be reminded sometimes!).





























































