This was supposed to be a picture-heavy post all about how I have jumped from my Hello Betty nine patches back to the pinwheel quilt and then over to an ill-advised project to use up a bunch of old jelly rolls that I bought on eBay in some place mats, which may end up being a quilt instead, 'cause the block I made was pretty cute...BUT I LOST MY CAMERA. I downloaded our Christmas pictures off of it, and haven't seen it since. I do also have a Pentax digital SLR, but I'd have to GO UPSTAIRS and CARRY IT DOWN. Then I'd have to TAKE OFF THE LENS CAP, which I would then lose, and there'd be that panicky search for it, which would end hours later when it would fall out of my bra when my husband decided to get all frisky while I was brushing my teeth. And I just do not have the patience for that today, since I had only been home from dropping off my kids for one hour and fifteen minutes, when the school nurse called to tell me Harper was having trouble swallowing and I better come get her before she goes into anaphylactic shock! So I rush over and take her to the doctor, and she seems perfectly fine the whole time, and the doctor looks her over and asks her a bunch of questions...and determines that she has post-nasal drip.
Post-nasal drip. I gave up my day for backwards snot.
