I'm posting something mostly to get that last post moved down some. I can't even think about it. When I said it made me sick I meant it made me feel sick to my stomach that kids that age are having sex.

He was twelve years old at the time the baby was conceived.

Twelve people!

When I was twelve I was riding horses and had only recently stopped playing Barbies.

Seriously.

Mostly the situation just makes me terribly sad for the baby because it doesn't sound like either "parent" has a stable home life and I wonder whose going to raise that baby?

Not a lotta going on here. I am sick. Again. Sore throat and cough. I am still taking the antibiotics for the sinus infection so this must be something different. It's not fun. I hope it goes away this weekend.


Tomorrow I am meeting up with some girlfriends to have lunch and catch up. One of them is flying in from KY and I haven't met her son yet or seen her in over a year so I am really looking forward to it.

That's it. Boring.

Joe still hasn't found a job and we still haven't heard anything from unemployment. Both of these things have been keeping me up at night.

Something will happen soon, right? I sure hope so.

Well I just got a phone call from Joe and he's at the bank and his car won't start so he needs me to come give him a jump.

Great. I hope this isn't a harbinger of bad things to come. Gotta go.