Somebody stop the bus and let us off for a while, we need a break.
I was saying to Brent just last night that if we make it through this semester, our marriage is going to be just fine. We're both up to our ears in school work, Brent's got work to do, I've got a dirty house to clean...and to pile it on, Brent's come down with a nasty cold (or possibly laryngitis??) and I'm feeling virtually crippled with a Urinary Tract Infection.
Is the end in sight yet? Not in this chilly basement suite. We covet your prayers and if you have any honey or lemon, send it our way--we're almost out.