September happens, sick

It's September 2? This was, in some respects, news to me. However, as the last few weeks seem to have advanced at a glacial pace (well, a pre-climate change one), I'm welcoming September with open arms. And although math is not my strong suit, even I know that Sept 4, aka First Day of School, is just two days away. This is thrilling. Oliver had a slight fever yesterday, and today I feel nauseous to the max. This is not thrilling. We had to cancel our dinner plans tonight which is a bummer, but T and I will make do with red beans and rice and Friday's Real Time. It's not like there's not plenty of comic fodder coming from last week's RNC. What a bunch of lying buffoons. Good lord.

Off to make sand castle dough with the boys.