It’s Friday, it’s less than a couple hours to quitting time, and I have the whole weekend ahead of me. Why am I not looking forward to it?

At least one child has already asked to go to “gym-matchsticks” tonite; which is cool: it goes from 7 to 11:30, is cheap, and will let the kids run and jump and be with other kids while supervised. Cool!

But, the baby is acting like she has a head cold / sinus infection / ear infection, so she is little miss crankypants. We may be visiting the clinic tomorrow if she’s any worse.

The weather in the morning is going to be cool – 71 degrees (last nights low was 73, and it’s 85 now, so yes that is cool). This is great – however, I have three kids (one with a possible ear infection) to get to soccer in weather that to them feels downright cold. And if I let them stay up until midnite, getting them up and out of the house will be a bear.

Mom is teaching a class 8 to 5 Saturday, so she’s gone all day – I need to find fun things for the kids to play and do. And squeeze in my chores (laundry, kitchen, lawn) around them.

Sunday morning is church, sunday afternoon I have a soccer game.

Sounds like fun, right? Looking at this post, it should be fun. But I still have this “blah” feeling about it all. Hopefully in all of this I’ll get the pictures taken that I promised last week (before I lost the camera, which has now been found).

And to top it all off, I just found out another Harry Potter character won’t survive the next book and if it’s Hermione somebody is going to get their ass kicked.