You read that right, folks. That blasted snake (and yes, I'm choosing to believe it was the same one) is DEAD. I've been inside sick for several days the past week and my precious mom came over Sunday to deliver lunch. As soon as I opened the door she slid inside with a squeal and informed me it was back. Just sunbathing in the yard at almost the exact spot it was before. Let me inject here that the moth ball myth is a hoax! I had the entire neighborhood smelling like a nursing home and this little trickster didn't mind. We called my precious uncle immediately and he came to the rescue...broke his hoe and all while planning the exact and proper execution. Hallelujah! Now, if I see another one- the "For Sale" sign is going up.

Bentley- Well, things have been better with the little one. He's learning to use the bathroom on his papers and has somewhat began playing independently. It's still a struggle. I appreciate all the advice you have given me. JENNIFER- oh my. I'm SO sorry I never responded to your fb message. Between being sick and dealing with the above, it slipped my mind. So, please accept my public apologies and thanks. :) I'm not as desperate to get rid of him like I was a week or so ago. I find myself just content to not make the decision right now. I love him- mostly when he's asleep (HA), so will allow him to manage my life for a little while longer for now.
Other than the snake and the dog, I have been battling the worst viral issues ever! I started running fever and having a sore throat almost suddenly last Tuesday night. I felt AWFUL and was waiting for my doctor's office to open Wednesday morning to get some relief. He checked for strep and it was negative, but didn't check for the flu because he was confident it wasn't that. He said it was viral, gave me a steroid shot, and sent me home with antibiotics just in case. I felt much better that day (Steriod shots are such precious gifts.) and most of the next, but it started going downhill from there. My ear completely stopped up on Friday, which is absolutey miserable. My throat continued to bother me off and on, and I began coughing 24/7. I called the nurse back and had them call me in some cough medicine. Lesson learned: Do not take cough medicine with codeine. It sure helped the cough, but a tornado could have come and completely removed my house from its foundation and placed it in a different state, and I would have had no idea. The next day I was still out of it. I went home early from school and stayed home yesterday, too. I FINALLY feel like myself again today. My ear is still totally clogged, but I feel much better. I'm not convinced it wasn't the flu. I don't ever remember being down for that long with a "cold."
Mom and I get to keep sweet Sarah Taylor this weekend while Cort and Trey go to the Opryland Hotel to celebrate his big 30th birthday. We are so excited!