We love chore charts yes we do!

Frankly, I was just positive the kids' enthusiasm about the pretty new dry-erase chore chart would last half a week, and then I'd have grumbling whiners on my hands. Again. I'm amazed that we are now at a FULL week of chore chart adherence with no complaints thus far! They are proving themselves quite capable. The kitchen is tamed. The laundry is handled. Egad!

Seasonal allergies are kicking my butt these days. It is finally warm (that freaky lingering winter weather has been creeping me out!), but who cares because I can't see anything for all the itchy eyes and sneezing. I drink throat coat tea every morning because I've slept with my mouth open all night and wake up with a sore throat. I have a raw nose from all the blowing. This reminds me of the time...

I didn't develop allergies until I was 30. I was quite arrogant about not having allergies before that, so it was also a pain in my pride. Anyway, one day I had vacuumed and emptied the canister (all in one day - amazing). And then I had a horrible allergic reaction to whatever I had vacuumed up, because my nose swelled up, my eyes got puffy, I couldn't breathe, my face was all pinched looking. Here's a note: don't go see your big sister in this condition. She kept looking at me saying, "You are REALLY reminding me of someone. I wish I could think of who it is!" Over and over. Since we've known each other our whole lives, this is a little unexpected, yes? However I continue trying to hold a polite conversation when she busts out with, "I GOT IT! IT'S MR. TUMNUS!!"

Here's a visual:

Mr. Tumnus

THAT CREEPY FAUN FROM NARNIA?!?!?!?!?! Who is a DUDE?!!!! Thanks a lot, Sarah. This is worse than that time you compared my hair at a WEDDING to this guy:

Lord Farquaad

Allergies suck.