almost there

The sweet fragrance of the weekend is breathing down our necks and we can hardly wait to get there. Josh woke up in the middle of the night last night with a sore throat and I woke up with a stuffy head. Not so fun. But we are almost there.

Justin, as it turns out, did not die from an over dose or anything like that. We think (are pretty sure that) he died from an infected burn on his arm. He burned himself cooking last week, didn't clean out the blisters, they got infected, and now his body is getting buried today. Because most of the kids are at the funeral today, we are just taking it easy here and talking about Justin, going to the library, and watching movies or playing board games. Nothing that will get the kids really upset. The kids here at school want to make some sort of memorial for him. The window that he broke a few months ago (he was angry and threw a chain through it) is still boarded over, so I suggested that instead of replacing it, we paint a mural on it or something. I was kind of joking, but everyone seems to think that it's a decent idea.

I can't wait to get out of school at the end of today.