A factual account of my daily encounters with self celebration, interesting adventures, overly obsessive fitness goals, new teenagers and stupid people.
5 March 2012
pass the chicken soup.
On Thursday Sydney came home from school sick - big deal for her since she is a genius who never misses class.
On Friday the school secretary called because Liam barfed all.over.the.library. Delicious.
After spending 4 gruelling days nursing them both back to some semblance of health I find myself sitting here at my grey cold hell cubicle coughing like a Canadian goose honking into blow horn. People are spraying me with Lysol and throwing lozenges at me - my immediate dodge-ball reaction is to catch them and throw them back, as hard as possible, right at their heads. Even the plague can't stop my awesomeness.