How Sad

I enjoy reading the silly TMZ and Perez websites just for "fluff" and to take my mind off things.

I was so extremely saddened to read about Heath Ledger's death this afternoon at TMZ, though. I almost felt as if I had been punched in the stomach.

He was one of my favorite actors. I actually thought he was older than he was, I was surprised to learn he was only 28. What a tragedy.

I'll be anxious to learn the true cause of death. I take Ambien, but I only take one. There's lots of rumors floating around.

One of my favorite movies is The Patriot, which is where I first saw Heath. Of course I love Brokeback Mountain, too. That movie just captured the feel of growing up in Wyoming -- even though it was filmed in Canada. The big open skies, the big open spaces. Of course the story was sad and touching, too.

Sigh.

On another note, Thomas is still feeling icky and still has a fever. He just took an ibuprofen and settled in for the night. I'm feeling better, as the cramps are letting up. Now I just hope that I don't get what he's got. I've got my fingers crossed.

UGH

We had a holiday yesterday. We loosely follow the local school district's schedule, and they take Martin Luther King day off, so we followed suit. Last night we ran to Kmart for some cleaning supplies and then to Subway for dinner. I had wanted to get to a grocery store, but we were both tired and so we didn't.

Now I regret that.

This morning Thomas woke me up. I heard him crying in his sleep. When I got up to check on him, he woke up and told me he had a nasty headache, his nose was stuffed and also dripping down his throat, and he had a fever. It's 100. So I gave him some Ibuprofen and he climbed into my bed -- what is it about my bed that makes all things better? -- and fell fast asleep.

That left me to care for the puppies all by myself. Wah. I took them potty, fed them breakfast, and chased after them as all hell broke loose and they went wild, running through the house. I know Thomas is sick because they both jumped on the bed and tried to give him morning kisses and he wanted no part of it. That's not normal for him!

I put Apollo in the ex-pen upstairs, Tesla in the ex-pen downstais, gave them both a stuffed Kong and some toys, and got a moment to myself. The first thing I did was to take some Ibuprofen. I have raging cramps, plus my throat is sore, and I fear I'll get what Thomas has.

Today we were supposed to get back into school, and I was also going to review our work and look ahead to the final two quarters of the school year. Last Friday was officially the end of the first semester of school.

I really need to sit down with my planning book and revamp school. This year we have got a lot done, but it wasn't the way I like to do school. We were depressed as Jerry Lee got sick right after school started, and so the whole September-December was the year of the dog: Nursing a dying dog, looking at puppy litters, getting the new puppies, etc. School got done, but not with the zest, the fun, the adventure that we've had in years past. Well, not that years past were a blast, but they were much less depressing that this year.

So today I'll be wishing both Thomas and I had an I.V. Motrin drip. It will be a chaotic day, because I will be bouncing around like Tigger, going from one project to another. The house needs cleaned -- it's picked up, except for the kitchen, but it really needs cleaned. I need to get going on my school plans. I need to train puppies. I need to go shovel the snow at the end of the driveway that the snow plow just buried us with. I need to potty puppies. I need to check on my son. I need to start the taxes. I need to unload the dishwasher and reload it. I need to potty the puppies again. I need to finish laundry. I need to go to the grocery store.

Thomas is a very responsible boy, we're a good team. I will miss his help today. I hope he's able to get rested and feel better, though.