You've got to be kidding me...

On April 21st, Emma was diagnosed with strep throat. In the course of the past month, she has had strep twice (we got her second dx today), Julia has been diagnosed with strep twice, and Nicolas has been diagnosed with strep once. Prior to the past month, Nicolas had his tonsils out due to reoccurring strep infections. Obviously, the tonsilectomy didn't help him much. I'm so frustrated. When I went out to get the fifth antibiotic of the month, I went ahead and threw some Lysol wipes, bleach, hand sanitizer, new tooth brushes, and new toothpaste. I'm seriously over the sickness. Its GOT to stop. In the meantime, I have a sore throat. :-(

Chris' 33rd birthday hits in about 8 minutes. Of course, he's still in Texas... actually out on the town tonight. I made a few threats via text message on his anticipated good behavior. As long as they all don't celebrate too much tonight... he'll be just fine.

As ridiculous as it may seem, as tired as I am these days... once I fell to sleep last night, I had a terrible time with dreams. I know there are times when my conscious life creeps DEEPLY into my subconscious during my sleeping hours... but I wonder from time to time just how much of dreaming is a manifestation of what we refuse to verbalize in consciousness. I know you have those random dreams where you're being chased by a giant slice of pizza, you trip and fall and then you realize... hey, I can eat the damn thing. But what about dreams that have a little more realistic tone? I can't seem to figure out the trigger button. I don't know why some nights I lay my head down and I don't move until my alarm goes off. No waking. No dreams. Just sleep. And then there are other nights when it seems as though I wake every 25 minutes and every dream is sequential to the dream before. I see people I don't expect in situations I don't expect to be in. I respond in ways I don't think I'm capable of and then I wake. Some situations are scary... some are just interesting. I don't want to go into detail... but if my dreams become any more lively... i'm going to need to write a book.

I suppose I'll end with that. I'm hoping to sleep tonight. If not, maybe I'll be back...

good night. sweet dreams. ;-)