Wednesday, March 12, 2008


And there I was thinking to myself recently how lucky we were that no one was sick when the Gods above heard me, pointed their long fingers down at the roof of our house and boomed; NEXT.

I'm drinking coffee now after making lunch for The Husband who's been in bed with a fever and cold that knocked him for six these past three days, Rachel who spent half the night on the landing clutching her stomach and moaning because there were no painkillers in the press and Sarah, who's got green pooh and WILL NOT STOP SUCKING DOWN ORANGE JUICE FROM THE FRIDGE WHEN I AM NOT LOOKING.

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