The day I wished the weekend was just one day longer

I really do.  Normally, I'm ready to send the boys back to school on Monday.  I all but shove them out the door...but today?  I wish I had an extra day.  Not because of anything in particular, I just don't want to wake up to an alarm.  Yeah, I know.  Whambulance.  Headed my way.

N and I went to get donuts this morning, which is odd because I'm not a donut fan.  Ever.  I obviously feel crappy.  After a quick donut run, we stopped at Sonic for some tea (do NOT ever get the Green Sweet Mint Iced Tea) and headed home.  I sat around, trying to breathe, N watched "Red Tails" for the eleventy-seventh time this weekend, and I ignored my homework.

His friend called to see if he could come over, and I agreed, but reminded him that we had baseball pictures later in the afternoon.  He left, and I said I'd come get him, and bring his uniform.  He was NOT happy.  He didn't think team pictures meant wearing a uniform.  Um, what do you think it means?  Sheesh!

I was a lump on the couch, reading a book, and avoiding the homework that I knew was due...and then it was time to go take pictures!  I collected N, and we went to the little ball fields for pictures.  He wouldn't smile.  So I embarrassed him.  Proudly.  And the photographer agreed with me, telling him we'd keep going until I was happy.  I also threatened to give away a Halo video game to a lucky member of his team if he didn't smile.  That got smiles from all of the other players in attendance.  N?  Not so much.

Later, after he griped at me for 10 minutes about how that makes him a "mama's boy," I told him, "Oh man, I should've said 'ARGH, Matey!'  I bet you would've laughed then."  His smile?  I've never seen one that big.  I filed it away for future reference, for sure.

We came home and he watched Battleship while I worked on my homework for a little bit.  Then he showered and got in bed, and I got ready to take my test.  And then I realized I had a mini research assignment due too.

Yick.

So now I'm off to do speedy quick research on Endocarditis and hope for the best.  Since I got 60 points out of a possible 50 points (Yep, 10 extra points) on the memo I had to write for my Friday class, I'm not too worried.  Writing assignments are pretty easy for me...I was blessed with the gift of being long-winded, not that any of y'all think that of me, I'm sure.


Aubs