change of plans...

yuk...

my day isn't going as planned. cleaning, organizing was what i was to do today. i enjoyed 2 days of crafting - 1st on cards. the second evening was to be spent on scrapbooking. i am woefully behind on my albums and i do miss them so i had 6 blissful hours with other adults - scrapbooking. but i came home to pestilence. i guess i had to pay.

as i arrived home and closed the front door, i heard the shower running. it was almost mid-night, so i figured my recovering hubby (from assumed food poisoning) was in the shower. i walked into the bedroom where child would be fast asleep. as i walked past the bathroom, the odor of bleach filled my senses - but, why? i didn't stop to worry about that for long - as i wanted most to reach my darling little girl, whom i promised to wake-up and kiss when i returned home.

as i bent over to kiss her little cheek, she turned over to give me a hug. i was surprised. she was clearly awake but not trying to fake having been asleep. it was all very matter of fact. i thought this was odd - even for my dear husband who never acknowledges "bedtime" - for her to be awake at this hour. i chose not to ring the alarm, but decided it was better just to soothe her and send her back to sleep. ah, but that was not to be.

2 minutes later - child is on her hands and knees - spewing what need not be described. ew! i'll spare you the details of the additional 2 events that took place after midnight - but, i'll just say the the word of the night was, yes - YUK

so, here i sit. on the computer. child is on the couch - sleeping peacefully for the time being. all spewing of otherworldly matter has ceased. i'm allowed about 15 minutes at a time away from her before she begins her search. when she finds me, i am returned to the sofa where she plants herself upon my lap. then i am caught.

i would like nothing other than to take photos of my latest cards and deliver them to you - online. but that must wait. what was beleived to have been hubby's food poisoning has spread to child and i must work hard for it NOT to spread to me!

i sense i'm about to be found out. back to the couch i go...