Not one, but two!

Logan leaped over a developmental milestone yesterday, and in true over-acheiving fashion, managed to cut BOTH bottom teeth at the same time! His buddy Christian, who is two weeks younger, has had his bottom teeth in for a while now, and is cutting the top ones. But he, like Logan, wanted to get it over with fast, so he cut both at the same time, too! Pictures will have to wait until I can figure out a way to get his hand out of his mouth and his tongue out of the way long enough to snap one.

Speaking of which, my camera is still broke. I really need to take it to the shop, but I am the ultimate procrastinator. Besides, Sara has been oh so kind to let me borrow her little Nikon until which time I really will go an get my jumbo Olympus repaired. Everything is fine except for the trigger. The remote needs a battery, so I can't tell if it's the shutter or the trigger for sure, but I think it's the trigger. I really hope so, anyway.

I hate being sick, and I'm usually not. Today is the exception. After a week at the post office, eating nothing but granola bars and Gatorade, my system was so weakened that this head cold has hit me like a brick wall. Tolerable to Excrutiating only took a matter of minutes. Fever, headache, congestion, stuffy nose, sore throat, throbbing eardrums - you name it. All at once. And don't forget the vomiting. Sadly, I can't take anything but vitamins since I'm nursing, but I can't hold the vitamins down right now. The cycle begins again tonight. Pray. Please.

This week is set aside for vehicle repair and cleaning. That way, the closer the time for our beach trip, the more money we will have to spend on silly stuff, like a sun umbrella and a boogie board. Oooh, and canolis. MMmmmm... Have you ever been to La Rosa's deli in Southport? Man oh MAN! The subs are made fresh in front of you, the desserts will make you faint. Do try it next time you're down that way.

To bed, go, I must. May the force be with you.