This house just cannot get healthy. Someone is always sniffing, blowing their nose, coughing or, like today, spiking a nice 102 degree fever.
What the hell?
I am so over this. OVER THIS I TELL YOU.
Last week I got an invite to a super fun event for TOMORROW. One of my rock star friends couldn’t go so she passed along my name. The event? A celebration at Bruegger’s Bagels.
HELLO YUM! I love that place. Their bagels and cream cheese? Super tasty. Their hazelnut coffee? Some of the best around. Their chocolate chip cookies aren’t so bad either. I’m just saying.
But alas, my child has a fever and is coughing like an old man. So instead of learning the secrets behind Bruegger’s bagel making and getting a behind-the-scenes look with their executive chef, Paul, I will be hitting up the pediatrician’s office AGAIN.
Do I want to cry into my coffee? Yes, yes I do. I want to kick and scream “it’s not fair!” at the top of my lungs.
But I won’t. Because I’ve got my big girl mama panties on. And life’s not fair.
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