Good night! (said sarcastically) Trevor's baseball team did not show up on Wednesday and they got their REAR ENDS whooped.
AND on an even worse note, we are battling a puking/pooping war at our house. OI! (Again, thanks to Ronald Weasley for saying it so many times in the book that I now know how to spell 'oi') Not fun, wouldn't wish it on my worse enemy; well, maybe I would wish it on the terrorists. Anyhoo, I have been doing laundry all day and washing, cleaning, and sterilizing EVERYTHING. Please do not let me catch this-if I get sick the world will come to an end...literally.