It's Monday night and John is out at the Ranger game with some clients. The deal around here is when John has a late dinner Mary Catherine gets to sleep in the bed with me. She has recently started to listen to teeny bopper pop so I recorded Ellen today since he was going to be on. She is waiting impatiently for him to sing "Baby, Baby, Baby, OH!"
So the twins are still sick. Tonight Stuart's temperature was 100, he has had temperature off and on since last Thursday, and I'm pretty stinkin sick of it. They are now 5 months so I am beginning to think it might be teeth.
I'm off, we have Doreeen tonight and I need to hit the sack while I can.