Or should I say sick and sicker and sickest. All three of us are sick. And by that I don't mean "cool". I mean barking-cough-nasty-phlegm-spewing--headpounding-violent-chills-and-body-pain SICK. Limbs have yet to fall off. So that's good. The doctor seemed to think that Lo has influenza. The boy tested positive for strep throat. And me? Well, there wasn't room for me on the roster today. My case was the least severe of the three. That waiting room was stuffed to the runny noses with contagion. Yikes. I am, however, exhibiting symptoms more like what Lo has: chills, headache, fever, cough. Not the dry hacking cough the Boy has. Ah yes, we are a pleasant bunch. I'm sorry to announce that it's going to be a short post today. I will, fingers-crossed, be back tomorrow with something crafty. Maybe virulent too. That's a combination I have yet to try. Now that sounds like good times...
Until then, you have yourself a fine evening!
