Some days...

...You just have to be thankful for the small stuff.

Like the week when you take your big boy to the pediatric allergist, followed by a clinic visit and prescription for the little guy, only to be proceeded by an absolutely necessary visit to the eye doctor for mom before the contacts burn out of her eyes but she can't order any more because her prescription is expired.

Some days you just have to be thankful for the small stuff, like when your husband works for the State of Minnesota and has great health benefits.


Now, where the heck is that Zithromax? I can't see it anywhere!!!!

Stupid contacts!