Anna Skamarakas

Brighid has been at camp for three days now, which has forced me to spend even more time than I normally do with my two littles.  It’s been a tough three days, and God Bless the moms who do this every day without help.  I can barely find time during the day to pee, let alone eat healthy, shower, do laundry, etc.  Not only do I miss the extra hands Brighid provides, I just miss Brighid.  I’m always glad to have her go to camp, because it’s good for her to be away and involved with the Irish community, but I miss her little face around the house.

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Let me begin by reminding anyone who knows me and informing anyone who does not that I am a psychic junkie.  I love this stuff.  As far as I’m concerned, John Edward walks on water and I would follow him to the ends of the universe if he offered me a private reading for ten times what he normally charges.

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I hate to be sick for a variety of reasons.  The biggest reason is that I hate to feel badly, and I hate the whole vomitting thing that occurs.  Fortunately, I don’t get that sick very often.  I went to bed with a bedtime snack of a small piece of carrot cake on Saturday evening, and by 11 PM, I was shivering and shaking so badly that my muscles were starting to cramp.  Jim came up, helped me find sweats and heavy socks, and then he lay beside me to help keep me warm.  Then, about 3 AM, the puking began.  It continued on into the morning, with alternating high fever and drenching sweats.  I slept all day Sunday, on and off between trips to the bathroom, bucket in tow.  Thank goodness for my Brighid, who did an awesome job helping her father with the two little ones.  Jim could not stay home today, although I really could have used him, so Brighid is pitching in again today way beyond her sisterly duties.  It was all I could do today to hop in the shower.  Still have awful stomach pain, but the vomitting has been replaced by the lesser of two evils - diarrhea.  My head pounds, my fever is down, and I have no energy.  The kids were starving after raiding the fridge, so we ran to Wendy’s for a bite for them.  Brighid is doing so well with the baby.  She deserves a medal

It may seem odd to post information and memories of this event now, when it is only July, but you will find it useful when I regale you with my MNSSHP stories.

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There is no place on earth I am more fond of than Disney World.  I have a lot of happy memories there.  My first trip, with my dad, my sister Bean, and my grandmother was one of the best vacations ever.  We stayed at the Contemporary Hotel in a garden wing and did things like the Luau, stayed up to watch the fireworks, ate dinner late in the evening like “grown ups”. 

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Okay, long trip to go to the zoo, and I wish Jim had been able to spend at least SOME time with us.  He spent his whole time at the convention center for the gaming convention, and didn’t make it back to the hotel until late in the evening.  That left me pretty tired, having to deal with all three kids in an unfamiliar area for three days.

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