A Little Early or A Little Late

I have spent most of the last three weeks sick in some way or another. There was a nasty body aching cold. There was explosive diarrhea. There was a spike of some kind pulsing in my brain. It was very bad and then the baby got it and the badness cranked up a little more.

And I apologize I just needed to let that out.

I was all better until J woke up Monday with a sore throat. Sure enough by Monday night I could barely talk. Brilliant.

I am going to just drug myself for the rest of the week and try to stay in my hole. I adore all of you and honestly don't want you to have even the slightest chance of catching the hamster flu or whatever we have through the interwebs.

Merry Christmas y'all.