I am finally coming back to the land of the living. It all started 2 weeks ago. I ventured to Ohio for a much needed trip. Arrived Friday morning, was visiting my sister and my nieces by friday afternoon. It was wonderful to see everybody. On Saturday we headed back to mom's because we had a wedding to attend. Talk about feeling old. The bride is a girl whom I was present for her birth, changed her diapers ect. We couldn't stay at the reception for a long period secondary to having all the girls with us. So grandma and grandpa headed home with the girls while April, Seth (her husband) and I headed to B W 3's. It was nice, I haven't had a chance to sit and bullshit with my sister for a long time.

Woke up Sunday morning feeling a little awful assumed it was a hangover. As the day progressed it only got worse.Headed back to my sisters and began consuming ibuprophren like it was candy. The next 3 days are a blur. I spent most of them sleeping on my sisters couch. Making sure that I was medicated enough for 2 hours in the middle of the day to watch my nieces while Seth headed off to work and before April got home.

On Tuesday night we headed back to my mom's, I begged my mom to go and get me some medication and I took a 3 hour nap. By Wednesday morning I was able to at least sit up without feeling like my head weigh 100 pounds. We all took a trip to the zoo that day It was a nice day for the zoo, a little overcast and about 80 degrees. The Toledo Zoo has a neat new area for the kiddos. They all got their faces painted, were able to hold/pet gerbils and climb around a honey comb dressed as bees. They had a good time.

Wednesday night we headed back to Michigan (or as them OSU fans say, that dirty state up north) So April could go to work on Thursday and Seth could see his girls. Thursday afternoon we headed back to my parents house. I spent the evening watching a softball game of a good friend of mine and the bonus was I was able to catch up with a lot of friends at the ball field. Didn't have to feel so guilty about not taking the time to see anyone.

Woke up Friday morning and my brother had arrived. It was nice to spend some time with him. I don't think we have been together since December and again I think he got in late and we only had one day. Friday night I was back on a plane headed home.

This week has been a little rough. Still trying to shake the dregs of being sick. I think it started as the flu and progressed into sinus/allergy stuff. I am finally able to make it thru my day unmedicated, but still I just want to sleep all of the time. It is always wonderful to be home and sleep in my own bed. But I am still missing the chorus of A-me from my two year old nieces every time they turned around and remembered I was still there.