Testing out my Halloween costume.

She would kill me.
Originally uploaded by Normalcy Overrated.

I think this costume would be called Tired Mother. Which is exactly what I have been ever since Friday night.

Saturday, Beau and I went out to Riverside Park and we rode his four-wheeler around. More like he did, because after I took it around once I was all tuckered out. The sickness had gotten ahold of me. I instead took videos of Beau doing small jumps and peeling out. I love taking photos so this suited me just fine. It was a really wonderful day (other than the sneezing, itching, and general shittiness internally).

After resting both Sunday and Monday, I am now back to work. With plenty of Halls and Mint Medley tea, I am able to get some stuff done thank god.

What really sucks when you are a mother and you are sick, is that generally, noone seems to care about cleaning the house quite as much as you. Noone does the dishes or cleans the catbox. Ok, so the kids did their chores, thats good, and the boyfriend made dinner, that good too! However, they let the mound of dishes grow and grow until there is not one fork or spoon left clean. I saw this happen for years and years with my mother, and I now know exactly how she felt. I love you mom. Every year and every experience I have as a tired mother shows me what a true survivor you are. After 5 kids and your husband, I to this day find you to be my hero.