Being in Michigan has kind of become our own personal hell.
No, not because I have edit what I say in my head five times before I say it due to cursing, tone and facial expressions, but because Darwin is having a massive allergy attack.
And when I say massive, I mean MASSIVE. As in not only is he taking his extremely high dosage of zyrtec, but also Children's Benadryl every four hours and he's still an itching machine.
Part of Darwin's problems is due to being outside so much -- he's allergic to outdoors. Part of the problem is due to how much gluten is in the grandparents' house -- no amount of cleaning would have been sufficient enough to make it gluten-free. And part of his problem is the serious amount of dog fur and dander everywhere.
Olive (not Sizzles)
So we are leaving earlier today than expected -- just by a few hours. Good thing we didn't plan on staying longer, because day three means termination time for us. The children and their allergies cannot handle more than three days in Michigan (we won't discuss my big crying meltdown in the van last night due to not finding adequate food -- oh no, we will not discuss that).
The muffin fairies did not arrive yesterday. Instead, I dreamt horrible muffin nightmares and got up at 5 a.m. to making the fucking muffins.
Mmmm... ::drool::: ...muffins.
I entered the Apple Fest Bake-off 45 minutes before closing time and I was number 23. And I didn't place in the top three. My guess is they were knocked out so much by the wonderful flavor and texture, they drooled too much on their scoring card for the auditors to read.
We spent the afternoon yesterday walking around the Apple Fest, listening to local folk singers and then seeing the Candy Band at Tibbets last night.
Now we're off to visit more grandmas and hopefully got to
(More photos uploaded to Flickr!)