I feel like such a shitty blogger. I think I managed to make it nearly a week without a post. Absolutely unacceptable, I know. But I've been sick, fam. Some bonafide swine flu/death plague/virus/H1N1/I want to kill patient 0 level sickness.
It wiped us all out systematically. The same way the old Mama June systematically wipes out an all you can eat buffet. First the little man, then my daughter and I simultaneously. The real plot twist came when my husband got hit too. He never gets sick. I mean ever. I'm just grateful he isn't the run of the mill man and didn't fall victim to the Man Flu.
I'd say we're at 80% now. This residual cough makes me sound like an eighty-year-old chain smoker with emphysema. It's some serious shit. I may or may not have mentally composed an "In The Event of my Demise" letter. Stay safe out there...MJ style.
Please forgive me for being substandard this week? I promise I'll make it up to you when the Albuterol isn't talking. Did I miss anything major? Did any of you get arrested, married, or have a baby? Download me by leaving a comment below and fill me in on your week.