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So, I went and voted earlier this week. I don't want to even think about the lines that people will have to negotiate on the actual election day. There was a huge line at the place where I went and voted, but I was in and out of there in only 30 minutes. If only all government lines worked so efficiently...

I checked the early voting numbers for Harris county and there have already been more than a half a million people who have voted. I was one of 3600 that voted on Tuesday at my polling place. It seems that people really are taking this one seriously.

I'm very anxious about the election. I'm sure it's no secret that I would like Obama to win, but I'm worried that something is going to happen and we'll be stuck with another psycho in the White House. I just don't trust McCain to be any kind of level-headed and, God forbid, if something happened to him, then where would we be?

So, I guess until Tuesday evening, I'm going to be holding my breath and hoping for what some may think would be a miracle.

The world is a beautiful place

Last night, my husband and I were so tired, we went to bed immediately after the kids went to bed. Fellan had been coughing, so we gave him some Mucinex before he went to bed.

At 1:30, however, Fellan woke up crying. He was coughing and having a really hard time breathing. He kept saying that he couldn't catch his breath.

So, we took him downstairs and tried to give him some more Mucinex, but he ended up coughing so hard that it made him throw up and the taste of the Mucinex also made him throw up.

By this time, we were getting worried because he was clearly having a lot of trouble breathing.

I asked my husband if he wanted to take him to the emergency room and I don't think the words had left my mouth before he said, "Yes."

So, they got dressed and went off to the emergency room. I knew in the back of my mind that Fellan's airway would get better in the cold air, and it did, but then as they were checking in, apparently, he starting having trouble breathing again, panicked, and threw up. My husband says he thinks that moved them up in the line some. :)

They saw someone within about 30 minutes of getting there and they diagnosed Fellan with croup. So, they gave him an oral steroid and then told them they'd have to wait 4 to 5 hours to see a doctor before they could leave.

Luckily, it was only about a 2.5 hour wait. The doctor said that croup is a virus that only affects the trachea and that Fellan's lungs sounded nice and clear. He also asked if Fellan's airway got better in the cold air (which it did) - and said that croup is the only virus to respond really well to cold air. I knew there was a reason I thought he would breathe easier outside...

So, that's it. Fellan's at home today, but we doubt that he'll get any sleep anytime soon. My husband said that Fellan was so high on life, happy to feel better, and so happy to be coming home to see me and to show Marxo his "hostible" wristband that as they drove up to the house, Fellan said, "The world is a beautiful place."

Ok, Ok...

I'm getting rude comments about not posting, but apparently now the truth comes out. If I don't have anything to complain about, I have nothing to write about!

Well, hopefully, I'm not that bad...

This past weekend was Marxo's birthday. She is now a big 4-year-old! She requested this year for her party that her friends dress up in pretty dresses and they all go to the zoo. Okey-dokey, that's exactly what we did. Most of the girls came in their princess dresses, I got tiaras for all the girls and crowns for all the boys, we ate cake and ice cream and then headed to the zoo.

It went pretty well, except for the fact that there is absolutely no parking at the zoo, so people had to circle and circle and eventually walk quite a distance in order to come to her party. But, I think the kids still had a good time.

The weekend has me completely worn out. Today I'm enjoying being able to sit for more than 5 minutes without having to plan and worry about logistics of a princess/zoo party. :)