867-5309

I had such great inten­tions for this past week­end. I was going to design like crazy for Stacey. I was going to do a ton of research for Katja on a project. I was even going to have a garage sale AND get my house ready for my in-laws.

None of it happened.

Not a sin­gle one of it.

I came down with a flu bug from hell.

It actu­ally started Fri­day evening at the ball­game. I thought I was just hav­ing an allergy attack. It was a beau­ti­ful night but the winds were kick­ing up. By the time I woke up Sat­ur­day morn­ing I thought my limbs were falling off. I couldn’t feel them.

I went to bed com­pletely stuffed up and numb YET with a headache big enough for KingKong. I don’t even remem­ber Sun­day. By Mon­day I was throw­ing up…I think. Or maybe that was Tuesday.

What­ever…

I’m out of bed now, but still have a Ginor­mous headache and a bit slushy in the head.

So please excuse me if I’m not all that and a bag of chips this week. I’m doing good just try­ing to get my job done.

I can’t get sick with­out think­ing of Princess Bride.

You know you’ve all seen that movie (maybe even against your will). And if you haven’t…well, then who’s the real for­eigner here?!

Any­way, remem­ber the “bad guy” with the lisp? At some point in the movie he calls the hero a Vom­i­teous Mass. I loved it! Ended up call­ing idiots that for years. Until I dis­cov­ered Butt-licker.

Then I had kids. And our 2 year old called our pas­tor a butt-licker on stage with the label mic on.

Opps.

No more cre­ative name call­ing for me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

So.…it’s been a hour or so since I started this post and now Grem­lin has a fever of 102 and J is start­ing to feel it.

Gee…won’t this be a great visit for the in-laws??