Carrie didn't come home for lunch, though. Instead she went out with Nyki to The Rosewood Café. She did call me around 3:00 to come pick her up, as her plan was to work from home on those selfsame Fashion Show instructions with me.
What ended up happening, though, was she went and picked up Lena due to Jay having ruinated one of his ankles and Linnea being thoroughly sick with flu-like symptoms. So Carrie & I took their daughter off their hands from about 3:30 'til almost 11:00 at night, so they could both go to the doctor and get checked out.
We're pretty good at entertaining young kids. Carrie even went so far as to dress Lena up as a princess:
Carrie made really fantastic chicken-noodle soup for dinner, and in the evening Melissa stopped by to help us a little bit.
Then tragedy struck: our microwave died. After a quick examination I pronounced it beyond my expertise to fix, so around 8:30 I drove up to Target and bought their least expensive model microwave as a replacement, and took the old one down into the basement.
Even though we had a three-year-old running around for the entire evening I still managed to work for a couple more hours, and between us Carrie & I got got a tonne of dishes washed.
We were glad we could be there for that family; they're good people. We like them.
