What a freaking week...

Well, I got some sad news regarding the day job on Monday, but I'm working on finding the positive.

Also on Monday (and Tuesday) I had two pukey children. And lots of running around to do.

And Matt left at the buttcrack of dawn for Singapore. Poor guy got delayed in Hong Kong for fifteen hours, though. Since he's just coming off a shoulder surgery, this hasn't been the most comfortable trip for him. But I got to talk to him this morning, so that was great! I know it's only been two days, but, I miss the guy.

I was really stressed out yesterday afternoon, but when I got home, I was greeted by the most beautiful sight. My sister, singing along to ABBA, doing my damn dishes. I could have cried with gratitude. She did ALL of my dishes. I'm ashamed to say there were a ton. I did make her and my mom a lovely supper of Meow Loaf, though, and we all sat around and giggled.

Then, as if this wasn't enough awesome wonderfulness, she came over early in the morning picked up the boys, brought them to school, then picked them up from school, brought them all treats and rocked out with them to Bohemian Rhapsody - Wayne's World style.

Best.

Sister (and Aunt).

Ever.