Seriously!

This week has been an absolute crazy one! My HUGE event that I have spent the better part of 5 months working on is tomorrow night. TOMORROW NIGHT! I can't even think about typing it yet saying it out loud. The Under the Mistletoe is an event sponsored by the Junior League and it is a silent/live auction with passed appetizers (can't even think about spelling hors de ouvres) and a sit down dinner at the Country Club. Kickoff of the holiday season if you like, tons of money raised to help sponsor events in the community, wonderful atmosphere and alot of planning. Second year running that we have sold out, have a waiting list. Items are still pouring in as well as requests to squeeze just a few more people in.

So, it would only be fitting that Lulu comes down with a 103.5 fever on Sunday/Monday. Two trips to the doctor for check ups, and then yesterday she breaks out in Foot and Mouth! Oh yeah baby, the dirty blister disease. The doctor says it is really a mild case. I would almost just think she had a cold sore and nothing was wrong if she hadn't broken out with a fever 2 days previous.

So, she is napping all is quiet I think, I can absolutely get some work done and sit down to my computer put on Ruthie's favorite movie "Snow Buddies" and try to hammer out some last minute details. With that, Ruthie has the world's biggest meltdown............

"Guernsey is not a puppy, I wan't guernsey to be a baby" She is carrying a picture of Guernsey and Simon around the house hysterical. "Guernsey isn't cute anymore" "I want him to be cute and a puppy" This carries on for 45 minutes of pure agony. I try everything and eventually just let her be. I told her that it hurts Guernsey's feelings and everything.

5 minutes later here is the scene.....

Back to being best friends. Never a dull moment.