Tonight I fell I’ll to the ravages of a virus. I’m convinced that God allows us to catch things from our kids after they have them to remind us of what the kids are suffering. Poor Rita had something like this a day ago.
I hate being sick.
I really hate being sick.
Tomorrow this will all be gone. Enjoy the blog!
I fell asleep finally and dreamed that Gavin McLeod was ripping out my intestines.
