Mr. "Sicky Poo" and Miss. Cure

ok...so the title probably doesn't make sense...so let me explain....

Matt is sick - and we aren't talking that famous quote of my grandmother's... "oh, i've just got a tickle in my throat." No, we are talking an "i'm leaving work, going to the doctor and getting in bed" sickness. Now let's back up - this would probably be a normal course of action for people who are sick but Matt and doctors just don't seem to agree (EXCEPT for Matt and my father - who is a doctor). So when Matt decided to see a doctor and of course his loving fiancee agreed with him - we knew it wasn't just a "bug." So...as Matt stays in bed getting better - I still gingerly refer to him as Mr. Sicky Poo (the name ALWAYS used in the Wallace family, even to this day for ANY sick person)....However, here's hoping he gets better fast - because in 2 days 110 kiddos are coming to UVA basketball camp!!! Wa-Hoo-Wa!

now, one would probably assume that Miss. Cure would mean that I was in VA tending to Matt's sickness - and although I considered it, Matt said for me to continue on with my mother to the Lou! And I'm not talking about the famous "potty pals" - and every single woman knows what that phrase means...No, I'm talking about St. Louis...that's right, my mother and I drove up here last night after I got off work. Tomorrow morning is the annual St. Louis Susan G. Komen RACE FOR THE CURE! I've been doing the Race for the Cure ever since I lived in Waco, but the St. Louis one is my favorite - it's huge, and by that I mean the nation's largest!!! So my mom, my twin sister Robyn, my oldest sister Kimberly, and my nephew Logan are "running" in the Race tomorrow to "SAVE THOSE TATAS!!!" with other people in a group from Kimberly's husbands' company, Blue Chip Exterminating.