Coke Zero

You want to know how desperate I am today, just look at what I'm drinking: a cherry coke zero that I found in the church fridge. Now I don't have anything particular against coke zero or cherry flavoring, it's just that I make it a point to not drink much pop because I essentially see it as unnecessary poison . You know how they say "choose your poison"? Well I choose mine to be coffee, however, I am currently not drinking coffee because the caffeine gives me the munchies. But today I seem to be in a funky rut (a funk I can't get out of) and although I might have promised my next child to anyone who could provide me with a good place to get a latte, I'm out of luck. And so you find me here at my desk, 10:30 in the morning, drinking a forgotten coke in hopes that it will give me the bright spot I need to make it through today. Pretty sure I'm supposed to be looking to God for that, not coco-cola. But like I said, a funk. Nothing's really even particularly out of the ordinary bad. Maybe it's the head cold that has finally taken over control of my brain and enveloped me in a dark cloud. It's another gorgeous day. Not too hot, not too cold, sunny and not humid. I got my garden weeded yesterday and it's growing nicely. I also got my three wedding presents and three birthday presents wrapped (what can I say, when it rains, it pours!). For the next two weeks it's looking like I will have house guests which should be fun. My little sister, Andrea, wants to stay next week. She's 14 years younger, but we have good times together and she's great with Parker. The week after that Jessica and Ysabella ( a mom friend with her one year old) are coming up from Council Bluffs. We're making plans for biking and swimming and stuff. It might be interesting having two very different babies in the house though. Then after that the plan is to drive to Kansas City for the weekend. Once I get there, it will be fun and a nice mini vacation away from normal life, however the 4 hour drive with a 15 month old is a mountain I have to get past first...And so you see, I have lots to look forward to. And yet I still feel that I need a latte to make things start looking up. Maybe I'm going through withdrawl. Again.