Tuesday: Day Off!!

It seems that I have caught the cold that Young Sloan had over the weekend, and I sort of forgot that with the onset of  nursery school, we are probably a hot bed of germs that we have not yet gained an immunity to.  It is all so grubby.  When I walk into the classroom in the morning, there is always someone sneezing or wiping their nose on something, once there was even someone vomiting.  So, no wonder I am slightly under the weather.  I am surprised that I do not live there.

So, after hurrying a tantruming Sloan the Younger off to nursery school, I headed into work without my rain jacket, because I NEVER CHECK THE WEATHER.  As a general rule, I am pretty sure that weathermen are charlatans, and the way the sky looks when I leave the house is SURELY how it will look ALL DAY LONG.  SO, I made it to work in a really lovely chiffon skirt and suede boots, only to have to leave my office in a monsoon of epic proportions. I had just enough time to get home and fight my way through the horizontal rain into the house and change into my rain boots to go back and retrieve a tantruming Young Sloan from nursery school where he was wrestled though a puddled parking lot and more horizontal rain.

At home, I spent all afternoon on a fancy dinner of creamed parsnips and chicken with cauliflower.  As sometimes happens with new recipes, it was not the tastiest of all my creations.  No one went hungry, but it was roundly decided that this recipe should be kicked to the curb.

In other news, Young Sloan's Christmas harmonica was mysteriously lost after the holidays, and someone, who clearly hates me, bought him another, which he was really excited about. When I emerged from the shower today, Young Sloan gleefully presented me with two harmonicas which means he had found the old harmonica and held onto the new harmonica both.  In trying to blow both harmonicas at once, he sounded like a depressed boxcar hobo or a wheezing Bob Dylan or a broken accordion.

Swim tomorrow!!