Maybe it's a planetary alignment thing and all our weeks suck. On Monday Loren failed his Algebra 2 final, meaning he also failed the semester. And our big dog tried to eat Mousie, now he has a neck full of staples. Chin up and all that. Many hugs to you. Hope it gets better.
I'm awfully sorry. In our house - when we've had a week of drama - we try to look around and say "At least there is no blood on the floor." That's my idea of a week well-survived.Doesn't always cheer us up - but sometimes it works surprisingly well.Here's to a long weekend and a peaceful one for you! I'll take one too - hold the onions.