Sunday.

Well, it's Sunday again. Mike just got home, Grampa was our savior taking him a day early and bringing him home late tonight. Don't think we could have made it this weekend with out it. Jen spent most of Saturday making the cakes and brownies. We where up till about 4am doing it. Mind you, we didn't get out of bed until about 10pm, but still when your sick that's along time. She's been sleeping a lot, usually she's wake for 4 or five hours, then asleep for 4 or 5. We only slept about an hour Saturday, while we waited for the cake to bake and cool, and at that it was broken sleep.

We had to run to the store early Sunday, to pick up a few things for the cake. We where out of the house be 8:30 and home by 9:30. All in all the cakes and brownies were done by 11:30. Which gave us 30 minutes to nap. Liz's party appeared to go well, she looked suppressed. Lots of people I didn't know, but that's cool. Everybody seemed to love the 'ugly' cake. Jen did good until we got home, then she started feeling ill again. But that could be the fact that she got no real sleep, and didn't eat. After a few hours of sleep she seems good again. And some pizza bread, flavor-ice, cotton candy and a Peanut Butter and Butter sandwich, the miracle cure all...