I popped into Walgreens yesterday after work and picked up some Benadryl, Kleenex and a soda for Jesse. It rung up at $3.72, which I thought was a little low at the time, but I paid for it and left. I just drug out the receipt and now I know why I got off so cheaply. The cashier rang up Jesse's soda three times. I don't even think she scanned the other items. The Memphis retail work force--it is a thing of wonder.

Whatever is blooming that I am allergic to needs to just go ahead and move on to its next life cycle. I'm tired of feeling crappy.

It's possible that I forgot to give Jesse his medicine today. I was so fuzzy headed from medicine this morning that I honestly don't know if I gave it to him. I'm leaning toward not. I really, really hope he has a good day, and that he did OK on his spelling test. I feel awful about that. It's my job to send him to school prepared, and I really screwed up on that this morning.