just when everything looks bleak

I have been sick now for eighteen days.  You will note that I have not once blogplained about this.  Trying to keep it upbeat.  However, my patience is being tried.  Oh, sure, its only a cold, but it resulted in a painful sinus infection which is only just breaking up now (a week later) and feel like all the snot in the universe is coming from my own small person.

I am certain that I have produced more than double my body weight in mucous in the last three weeks.

And yesterday, after the wettest spring in the history of my own lifetime, the sun came out and it was warm.  Now I am a dyed in the wool westcoaster/rainforest/island girl who has never lived anywhere but in the wet, but it was a little more than even I could bear.

But more than that.  Sparky, my own darling Sparkinator, Sparkster, Sparkypie, wrote this blog post.

False Assumptions on his new blog, And Then There Was Sparky. 

When he left this morning, I really felt like whacking him on the back of the head with coffee pot.  But now I am reminded that he is a boy and he is trying to understand me.