It’s not the kids or the husband…or maybe it is…I don’t know.

It started two or three weeks ago…I slept wrong, woke up with a crick in my neck. Since then it has slowly started to grow…and get worse…to the point of me waking up today, so bad that I sent DH to get bengay and he spent the afternoon rubbing my neck with the stuff. I had to back out of going ot a Halloween party (not terribly upset about that…I dont’ care for costume parties)…and push him out the door to go. Now I sit in quiet (yay for quiet), suffering a bit. Sitting here hurts, so I am keeping the post short.

I may not post at all tomorrow…but I’ll be back Monday for at least a short post!

P.S. At that time I will be posting about something that REALLY gets under my skin (and the related something that I’m a HUGE advocate of – Early Intervention)