After a crazy drive in wintry weather we made it home all intact from our long weekend skiing in the Adirondacks. Iggy, C'sa and I spent the time shopping in Lake George Village in lieu of skiing, but had a great time anyway.
I wanted to do the right thing and donate blood today at a local blood drive. I was rejected. I am officially a blood donor dunce. Apparently my iron level was a bit too low to donate, so I guess I better get a fat juicy steak and try again in the recommended 24 hours. Or not. They had my arm in their hands once this decade and I have no desire to have to do the "child care dance" for 4 kids twice to have my blood voluntarily drained from my body!
Now back to real life.
3 comments:
Stuart and I are officially blood donor "rejects." They're crying out for blood (I'm A- and he has AB+) but because we lived in England during the "wrong" years, we're candidates for Mad Cow Disease...nevermind that the disease has a 10-year incubation period that we've long since passed. Oh, well. At least you tried? :o)
Glad you're home safe and sound!!
Welcome Home!! We missed you.
Glad you had a nice trip! Hearing you survived toting all four kiddos gives me hope that one day I can manage that as well! I always wanted four, but sometimes just the thought is so daunting! :)
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