Sigh

Widget's sick. It's just a cold or a flu, according to the doctor who saw her yesterday. But it's making her testy and fussy, and unwilling to be put down for even a minute. Which is making me testy and fussy too. I feel bad for her... I know how much I hate being sick, and I understand why I feel crappy. She doesn't even have that luxury. But her fever's down today, which is good, and the doctor said her cold symptoms would probably linger for a few days to a week, so I guess we just suck it up.

Wiley's gone off to the ski slopes to play today. I hope he's okay driving home, because it's snowing like gangbusters out there. Somehow I don't think I'll be going to Dory's tonight. Even though I can drive in snow, I generally prefer to only do it when I have to. And going to Dory's to watch Sex and the City, while fun, is far from being a necessity. I should just stay home, snuggled up in warm clothes, and rest, and hope I don't catch this evil cold. Especially if the damn snowplows never come and plow out my street. Aaaah, the joys (?) of living on a side street to nowhere.

*smile*

I'm watching Widget chase the balls from her crawl-n-cruise playground all around the room. They're just big enough that she has trouble picking them up, and slippery enough that they skitter fast and far when she loses them, and she just keeps doggedly following them around. Far better than Friday and yesterday when the frustration made her cry.

It's much easier to take care of her now, when she can crawl around, and amuse herself, and I just have to keep an eye on her, knowing that the room is mostly baby safe, and the only real bad thing she can do is pull herself to standing and topple over. Which isn't to say that playing with her isn't fun, but that it's nice to get the occasional break from it. Of course, she's still sick today, so every little while she crawls over to me and pulls up, asking for a quick cuddle before she goes back to playing. I'm starting to see why this age is the almost universal favorite.

Dilemma

Do I go to Dory's for S&tC tonight, or stay home with my sweetie?

On the going out side:
Watching S&tC is more fun with people who really love it. Wiley likes it, but it'snot the same.
It's one night that I get to go out, and hang with all my girls in one place
It's a break from the Widget, albeit a small one
It's stopped snowing, so the roads probably won't get worse
I'll probably get to have sushi for dinner over there
Miss Lorac just called, really hoping I was coming over there tonight


On the staying home side:
I get to stay home and snuggle up with my sweetie. I've hardly seen him all day
I get to watch Simpsons and Malcolm, two other fave shows that Dory et al don't watch.
I'm sure I can convince Wiley to order my favorite calzone from our local pizza place.
If the temperature drops too much, the roads will be vicious with black ice.
Staying home is more restful; good if I am getting this cold.

Hmmmm, if I go, I'll miss part of Oz. Not sure if that's a plus or a minus.

Argh. I hate being indecisive.

Decision made

Wiley reports the roads are already getting slick. So, I guess I'm not going anywhere. I'd hate to rack up the nice shiny new car.